Reunion

Heidenrod 8 -Germany 1984 I visited my homeland and the place of my birth which I had left many, many years ago. Strange, how the small village where I grew up had changed. I found it so much different and new. My friends were there to greet me, when I arrived. Our hearts were open with laughter and joy to see each other one more time. We talked about the days, when we were bound by the same fate. The air strikes and the battle on the Rhine. A monument of stone in the small cemetery moved my heart. Names, carved in stones, came alive and brought back memories of peace in time gone by, when we were children, laughing and playing. A time of innocence and youthful pranks. n a senseless war youthful dreams ceased on the battlefield. New wounds cover old scares. Was all in vain? Did the bleeding tears we once cried still the pain? Wherever our last journey will take us forever are the ties of our youth. The remaining days will rest in God’s hand. I took with me a piece of heaven to the vast and foreign land.