Spiritual Poetry posted January 16, 2011 |
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Poem honoring all Vietnam Vets - See author notes
Welcome Home
by Judith Ann
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Upon return from Vietnam
There was little celebration No praises cheers or thank you From a most "grateful nation" Our military heroes instead Were jeered and spit upon Their blood, sweat and tears were spilled In the jungles of Saigon College students protested Causing pain for many a mother Never did they say to them "Welcome home, my brother" Soldiers arrived in many ports Searching out family from home Boldly they scanned the horizon And promised never to roam From the home that they all loved And defended with such zest These warrior and heroes Truly the best of the best Civilians often would jeer them One soldier after another Never did they say to them "Welcome home, my brother" My man loved his country Felt pride for the Marine Corp Knowing full well his service Kept enemies from home shore He tolerated his critics When they voiced their sad disdain Acknowledging their freedom To shout and to complain Though he respected their rights Their voice he'd never smother Never did they say to him "Welcome home, my brother" Though some were not grateful He'd proudly do it again He'd take his place upon "the wall" He would guard and he'd defend Always faithful, semper fi Was his loud battle cry And once God got hold of this Marine It was boldly do or die Forgiveness he would practice No grudges of another Tho' never did they say to him "Welcome home, my brother" He shared his story often And told it oh, so well His witness was a testimony Of a cold and worldly hell Once he surrendered all to God A new creation was surely born He emerged a mighty man of God New allegiance now took form The few, the proud, described the man His heart is like no other Tho' never did they say to him "Welcome home, my brother" And now some have voiced the words Returning soldiers long to hear Thank you for serving, welcome home, It's good to have you here Out-stretched hands invited Some hugs and back-slaps too Spoke silent words of sorrow For harsh treatment so undue One day when the Father calls you home, Whether this day or another Jesus will be waiting with a "Welcome home my brother" |
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My Marine is in the biggest battle of his life, a battle with cancer. The prognosis for life in this world is not positive, but the outlook for life with Jesus is right around the corner. This poem is a tribute to his love of God, family and country.
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