The Honor Was Mine
Singing in the choir
Facing the congregation
The advantage was mine
Far back in the fringes sat an honorable man
For years I have been hoping
Been praying
For time to change
For a soldier's return
Many times over I know they have come
Home from many countries
Home to many states
Many towns
But tonight was different
Tonight he was there
In our state, town
In our congregation
A soldier proudly served
Survived and returned
The smile of joy
As we all recognized
His survival and service
Even ages after Mass was over
He stood with family
Saying hello to friends
Missed during the war
Times may change
But bonds hold true
Forever we will rave
Of a warriors gladdened return
The joy and pride were his
But the honor was mine
To be in the presence of an incredible force
The American Soldier, home from war.
Kathleen Theresa Hughes
4/8/06
April 6, 2006
Ooh Say Can You See...
The words ring true
By the Dawns Early Light...
The distance seems slight
Some 2,000 miles separatate
The performance from the audience
Yet the sound rings through
As clean and pure as ever sung
Mostly done
As was written
The joy, the pride
As few ever felt
Accapella with a little twist
Solely owned by Cornbread himself
None could have done so well
As the soldier performing tonight
Making the night of fans near
Allowing one who loves a good voice
From afar to hear
You see, this was the first live performance for me!
Thank you for your generosity
Your talent, your drive you share with the world
What a fantastic rendition
Ever to be heard!
K.A.T.H.
4/7/06
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