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Watertown (Groom Lake) (Area 51), Nevada 1965
Always Home
Bury me not in Potters Field next to strangers I do not know,
but with fellow soldiers, where can share our tales of woe.
Tales of sailing storm tossed seas, of assaulting one last beach,
trying to take a hill who's summit, some how, is always out of reach,
or flying to some far off forgotten place, that is just a dot on some map.
Bury me with those countless friends lay me down in nature's lap.
For we have seen the face of fear and we have felt the sting of loss,
but our dreams are not of war that take us from the ones we love.
The only victory that we sought was to win the final battle, to bring us back to our home.
For all the victories or defeats and lives that are forever lost cannot count any measure that did not bring peace at home.
Now bury me with comrades, white markers row in row,
and now the final battle won, I am always home.
For Dad
From #5
1996
Copyright 1996 Christopher A. Delap
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