I wonder where my dad is now?
What country or what town?
Do the people even know he’s there?
And care about his men?
I wonder what he’s thinking of?
While I stare at the clouds?
Does he see the same sky that I see?
And smile at the bright sun?
I wonder if he questions
What the war is all about?
Does it make a difference what he does?
And how will it all come out?
I wonder when he does come home
Whom he will smile at first?
Do you think he’ll even recognize me?
And know that I’m his son?
I wonder if he wonders
What I’m thinking of today?
Does he pray for me on bended knee?
And whisper I love you?