The Empty Chair
The chair is empty again
this year, because he has
still not come home.
They know he is gone,
but they still carry hope.
Hope that one day he will
Walk through the door.
Hope that they will be able
to see him sitting in the
chair enjoying a meal with
the family again. Hope that
he is still alive and it
was just a misunderstanding.
But it was not, and these
things will never happen.
The chair will always be
empty. But even though the chair is empty, he will
forever remain in our hearts
and minds, forever a hero,
forever proud.
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