I’ve come to know a soldier; he marches across the gritty sand
I’ve made bonds with a trooper who fights for the rights of man

He said “I can’t go no further I miss my girl, her lovin’ trumps everything I’ve seen in this wide godforsaken world!”

My friend was tense and had a determined stare
A crew cut, fifty pounds of gear and the burden of loneliness to bear
His feet began to move, and now he leaves for home
For this dune sea has been dissected and over combed

Picture of her in his pocket
Her name, tattooed sleeve
Back pack of letters received

Welcome mat greeting
Unlocked, opened screen door
She can’t believe
Her soul mate has returned from an endless war