411 www.on.legion.ca ONTARIO COMMAND I am now 34 years old, in absence of a letter for years This night is so eerie and cold, can someone just tell me if he’s still here “I know there are no monsters here, but it’s like I can’t feel you near Am I in the right to fear? Can one justify these tears?” But as the sun cuts over the horizon, Canada’s flag starts to glow I can see a silhouette approaching. He has come home Behind his soft smile, I can see the creeping pain He's free from the bloodshed horrors, but he is not the same Sudden noises frighten him; incessant tears plague his eyes Sometimes he just breaks down; some nights I hear him cry Now as his whimper haunts the night, his broken voice so stressed His wrinkled hands clench around me, and a tear falls on my chest I put my arm around him, and try to make his pain disappear I give him the stuffed bear, and I tell him, “Father, don’t you fear” “We are safe now Thank you. For your sacrifices There are no monsters here”
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