A Place Beyond The Tears
by Walt Cronin

Your eyes were filled with innocence,
Your hearts would know no fear;
You went as proud Americans,
To a place beyond the tears.

Welcome home, my brothers and sisters,
Your time has come to heal;
Though just nineteen and crucified,
By your government's need to kill.

Welcome home, my brother and sisters,
Whose hearts would know no fear;
Your country's faith and kindness,
Are the words you need to hear.

When you came trudging home again,
From that place beyond the tears;
The place you thought as home again, the place you held so dear,
Was divided from their own, my friend, and unable to see clear.

So welcome home, my brothers and sisters,
From that place beyond the tears;
And now that you are home again,
Please let your hearts be healed.


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Copyright © 2010 - Walt Cronin
Published: 11/4/10   ·  Author's Page   ·  Next Poem