Young Cowboy On The Battlefield br Remembered His Mama’s Words br ‘Just Make It Home, Son …’ br Her Voice Echoed, As He Heard … br br Rapid-Fire and Revolution br Missiles, Right and Left br Bomb-Blasts and Confusion br … and Silent Tears, He’s Wept br br … Every Day, A Minefield br Every Night, A Raid br Every Moment, A Terror br Trying to Make Him Afraid … br br Any Second, A Horror br Of A Buddy, Laid To Rest br Every New Tomorrow br Wondering, What’s Next? br br The Cowboy On The Battlefield br Vigilant and Brave br Stood Ramrod Tall and Terse … br Looking At Her Grave … br br ‘Just Make It Home, Son … ‘ br … Echoed Thru His Brain br ‘Just Make It Home, Son …’ br … Echoed Thru The Rain br br And Just Before She Was Laid To Rest br She Said, ‘Just Make It Home, Son …’ br And With Those Last Words, She Blessed, br And Said, ‘I’ll Be Waiting, When You Come …’ br br * * * * br br … Old Cowboy, On The Battlefield br Remembers His Mama’s Words br ‘Just Make It Home, Son … br … and We’ll Celebrate Our Return … br br br Of Note: In The Words Of A Lady Rocker, br Pat Benatar: ‘Love Is A Battlefield’ br and I Say: 'Life Is A Battlefield'br br MoonBee Canadybr br