Coming Home

- Train Whistle
Leaves are on the ground,
A North wind is picking up...
The train-whistle blows.

- Reality
Is it for the dead?
How long do we have to stay...
Cold reality.

- Hopeful
Hope springs eternal,
New ideas and new leaders...
Not much of a choice.

- Tragedy
They are coming home,
Why do we keep forgetting...
What a tragedy.
……………………………………(Fall, Winter, Spring, Summer)