We watch them go,

one by one, dozen by dozen,

when will they return?

Parents and loved ones wave goodbye,

hoping beyond hope to see each other once more,

but many will be disappointed

We strain for news,

a letter or even a word,

many silently suffer as the days go by

Weeks become months,

the pain just beginning,

a knock at the door, heads bowed,

a nightmare becoming reality


For our country,

for freedom,

for humanity

A mother's tears

bring the war home;

the price of peace