My Hero

I longed for him to be here by my side,
To smile and kiss me in the morning sun.
His country called, and so he went, with pride.
I prayed he'd come back soon to me, his bride.

He's coming home with glory 'round his head.
For just last week he showed his fearless heart.
'He saved another man, ' the major said.
'I'm sorry, ma'am, to say-Your husband's dead! '

My man is coming home! It hurts to know
He's coming home! If only it weren't so!

He's coming home!
Oh, God, too soon
My Love is coming home!

Yen Cress

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