Ben sat,
beside himself.

With all those worries,
you have at his age.

Not really knowing,
if his parents were really his own.

He looked around the old house,
which seamed to give him some comfort.

But then he started to remember,
that terrible day, when brother Tom came home from war.

Tom appeared at the door,
like a ghostly shadow.

Ben knew Tom was not the same,
as Tom stagger in, and slurred at him...

You have grown... and had to help him in.