An original poem that fits with Veterans Day:

Home to Stay

In a town not far from you
The sky was bright, bright blue.
Folks were dressed in blue and gray
And strained to see what was coming their way.
Then a taxi came into view.
Was it him?  Could it be true?
As the young soldier stepped out, they began to say,
“The weary soldier is home to stay”.

In another town not far away,
The sky was not blue, but gray.
Folks dressed in black, not gray nor blue,
As a hearse, not a taxi, came into view.
The rifles fired into the air
And the flag-draped coffin standing there,
Both in concert seemed to say,
“The weary soldier is home to stay”.