'I'll be back'
Mommy was left crying at the door,
A mysterious letter arrived on the floor.
On Tuesday night,
Long ago.
I was only 5 years old,
I didn't know back then...
How my father was so bold.
The stories, he never told.
Whenever I ask, my mother scolds.
Tears in her eyes,
I've never seen her cry,
What did the letter say?
...
'Why did it take my father away?'
They said he died fighting,
In a war, no one asked for.
In a war, he didn't have to die for...
'Lies'
He said he'll be back,
He's not a liar.
'The world doesn't work that way',
Is all they say.
As they downplay, the sacrifices he made.
They don't even know his name.
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Time before Death
PoetryTime. Something that can be lost, but never returned. Poems of people who've lost it all, who yearn for the time lost.
