By 31st May 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

When you come home
there’ll be huzzahs¬, drumbeats.
If the only thrum is of my heart,
I’ll imagine yours in concert.

When others hear Taps,
I’ll hear Reveille

and know you’ve returned
draped with honor

as always.

Jean M. Hendrickson

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