I saw them coming home after all those years.
I could see the sadness in their eyes.
And I wondered what they had been through.
I thought it sounded cool when I saw the ads as a kid.
When I saw them coming home I was no longer a kid and I could see in their eyes the horrors they had been through.
And I was glad I was too young when it started.
I still wondered what it was they had seen.
What had created that look in their eyes?
I still wonder what they saw over there but I’m not going to ask.
They seem to not want to talk about it.
And I respect that.
But I still wonder.
I still want to know.
What they saw.
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Categories: flash fiction