Poetry

Coming Home

Andrew Eisenbrown

We go to the airportlooking for himThe day he got backfrom that God Awful Place

I see peoplemost of them soldierstalking and cryingbut none of them him

Finally I stopI see green and brownI see him smileHe puts out his arms

Then I knewThis was my dadThis was my dadBack from Iraq

Coming Home Andrew Eisenbrown
Andrew Eisenbrown, 12
Omaha, Nebraska

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