Home, sweet home

Just words.

The White cliffs of Dover

Places gain value when you are surrounded by  war. The World War one and the World War two soldiers dreams of coming home. The white cliffs of Dover, when they saw them. They knew home was near. Home, sweet home. I saw the white cliffs of Dover in 1977. I could feel the joy of men here and gone. So many wonderful poems for the white cliffs of Dover. Words, written to honor her and England.

The white cliffs of Dover, the first marker of home, sweet home was near. A thousand soldiers cheered when they saw the white cliffs. They had fought in land drowning in blood and they left many brothers  on foreign soil. War left no sweetness for them.

They needed to touch the England shores, kiss the soil and praise the land. The white cliffs of Dover welcomed them home with open arms and in a quiet whisper. Broken or not. She embraced them and she thanks them for serving and protecting freedom.

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                The Tennessee  river

We spend one year in the Iraq heat and dust. Damn desert, no trees, no water and hot as hell. We are surrounded by sand and garbage.

My friend Bill told me often.  Soon I will leave this place and I will return to Tennessee. I will be home in late Spring. I will take a 30 day leave and all I will do is fish in the Tennessee river. Drink some cold beer and I won’t never complain

about the Tennessee weather. Rain or shine.  I will be thankful to be home.

Coyote

Author's Note

Some words.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

The White Cliffs did and do mean, 'we're home again - at last.' Perhaps those who don't know the lyrics of their special song, could spare a few minutes to hear them - then, understand what those cliffs certainly represented during in our past history. Even today with cynicism, foreign holidays and split loyalties.. there's still a love for them. The song.. https://youtu.be/Hqtaoz4QFX8

As to your Tennessee river...I'll read more about them and understand what it meant to a serving man.

Thank you for sharing a very touching piece of writing, John.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Emma. Home. A special place, when she is so far away. The White Cliffs of Dover. Magic.

[emmajoy]

Enjoy your day. John.

[John the Baptist]

Nice, moving pieces here. There is nothing like surviving a war to make one appreciate home.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes my friend, you are right. Bad places make home sweeter. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Sami Khalil]

That is better. Wow! Nice accounts along with the pic above. Your words bring back those memories. I felt I was reading a book of sorts. Marvelous and lovely.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Sami. The White cliffs of Dover. Beautiful.

[Sami Khalil]

It sure is. I love it.