THE HIGHER TRAIL
Burdened soldiers,
when you are feeling down,
lift your head and look around
There is a way to higher ground.
There is a trail forever leading home,
paved with love, in each and every stone.
The ones who travel it, do not trek alone;
it is brightly lighted end to end, by caring
and there are friends, for burden sharing.
It is maintained with honor and pride,
made wide enough for side by side.
Gallant soldiers, journey on;
leave the past, it is gone.
Soldiers, heed the words I say…
Walk proudly as you go on your way.
Know that we are so proud of you
for always, yesterday, and today,
and when your course of time has run
History will record your rewards in stone
and it will read…
‘Well done…Welcome home’.
©Faye Sizemore
June 03, 2003
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