Poetry
Coming Home
by Andrew Eisenbrown, age 12
Andrew Eisenbrown
We go to the airport
looking for him
The day he got back
from that God Awful Place
I see people
most of them soldiers
talking and crying
but none of them him
Finally I stop
I see green and brown
I see him smile
He puts out his arms
Then I knew
This was my dad
This was my dad
Back from Iraq
Andrew Eisenbrown, 12
Omaha, Nebraska