The days are long and hard
they drag on and on
I long to see your smiling face
to hear you laugh
to see you stomp up the stairs
to hear that door slam
to hear the funny jokes you tell
I miss you my son.........
I dont understand why
are you a pawn in a game?
or just loved that much
am I selfish to want you home?
or would I just be giving up?
I do all I can
though sometimes not enough
I miss you my son...........
I am prepared for the worst
but hope for the best
its been a very long month
not knowing
not understanding
but praying everyday
longing to say
welcome home my son..............