A Broken Heart

I've been in the desert for so long now, I've missed my home and my only friend. And now I sit here, asking myself how, My heart can break, as my days here end. I've fallen in love for the last time in my life, With the desert and mountains I see every day. To this desolate land where I followed my wife, Now a little voice close to my heart, asks me to stay. How can my soul be so torn in two? Why oh Lord do I have to choose? My grand son's eyes plead with me true, And inside my heart I feel the bruise. Oh that my soul could be taken apart, Leaving pieces for the places and people I love. For the sights and the little ones in my heart, I plead to the Lord, for help from above. Fourteen years ago my son left my home, To become a marine, because he wanted to serve. And now I must leave him and his little clones, But I lack his strength, and his unerring nerve. My only solace, is that someday, I can come back to this country so fair. Somehow, somewhere, there must be a way, To be with the ones, for whom I care. This broken heart, will have to mend, This soul so ravaged, must soar again, I must be strong, this is'nt the end, I must smile, act happy, pretend there is no pain. 5/24/10 29 palms ca.