Letters From Home

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Letters From Home ©2024 Robert George


He sat there weepin’ by the riverbed
He’d heard his cousin Rafe was dead
And his brother’d gone missin’ at Antietam
Buckshot holes in a bloody flag
He opened up his dusty saddlebag
And found his only links to love and freedom

Cos when all seemed lost and hope was gone
They gave him faith and power to march on

Letters from home
Tear-stained and tied with string
His spirit was calmed
With comfort that they’d bring
He’d read what his loving mother wrote
When he was scared his prayers’d quote
Letters from home

When she walked by she felt disturbed
By all those candles on the curb
Left there from that vigil on the corner
Some street preacher on an old milk crate
Helped her fight the emptiness and hate
Sayin’ the Good Lord’d been the saddest mourner

Now when she wonders where it all will lead
She grabs a tattered Bible and she reads

Letters from home
Tear-stained and tied with string
Her spirit is calmed
With comfort that they bring
She reads what her loving Father wrote
And when she’s scared her prayers’ll quote
Letters from home
Letters from home

Sometimes our soul cries out
For the path that’s His
We’re all hopin’ for
An open door
And that door is

Letters from home
Tear-stained and tied with string
Her spirit is calmed
With comfort that they bring
She reads what her loving Father wrote
And when she’s scared her prayers quote
Letters from home

Letters from home
Letters from home