Love or hate. War or peace.
Not everybody is there, at home.
Leave their loving families and their homes to protect us.
The safety of our country.
Some come home. For some it’s a no.
It’s a cold, scary feeling to let go.
Hug me tight. Hold me close. Keep me near.
I might never let go. Tell me you’re safe.
I’m at home. You’re just on the phone with me.
Miles away, at your home away from home.
I cherish those memories, when you were home.
Now in a far away land you hardly know.
A land you have to call home.
For not everyone is there. At home.