Home Sweet Home Poem by Charles Hancock

It was good to be back on the farm
Home sweet home I thought
With all of its rustic charm
Not much, but really the only one I've got

Grandpa had bought it before the war
Then both of his boys went to fight
One in the Army and one in the Marine Corps
Nobody has ever seen either burial site

Each is on the opposite end
One in France and one in the Philippine sea
Grandma's heart never did mend
It finally gave out back in 1953

Mom became the owner a decade later
When Gramps got pinned under the John Deere
And went on to meet his Creator
Somehow Mom managed to persevere

Two years later she met my dad
He was the new mechanic in town
And replaced her clutch when it went bad
The next year, she was in a wedding gown

They always made sure I had new shoes
But now it's my turn to provide the care
They both go to bed after the news
I smile when I hear them repeat the Lord's prayer