'When You Come Home...'

When you come home we'll sit quietly together. I want to feel your heart beat in unison with mine. I'll know then that God had answered my prayers and this is not a dream.

When you come home, your son wants you all to himself for a day or so. He'll tell you about the frog he caught, how many times he fell trying to learn to ride his "big boy" bike for Daddy, and how he wiped away my tears each day you were gone, "Just like my Daddy would!"

When you come home, your daughter wants to meet you. She'll be wearing that special dress you bought for her the day you went away.

When you come home your dad will tell you his war stories for the hundredth time, but this time you'll understand what he is talking about.

When you come home, your mom will make that apple pie you loved so much. We'll top it off with a scoop of real vanilla ice cream from Harter's Dairy.

When you come home we'll go for a walk past the old high school and dance together under the light of the moon. We'll pretend to meet for the first time and start this life all over again.

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