HEROES CRY

HAPPY FACE

HEROES CRY

You say I'm your rock,

your hero you lean on,

the wind under your wings -

a thousand things that make you

what you are -

the hope of your dreams,

your shining star.

 

You say I'm your force,

your hero that moves you -

your shelter in a storm -

a blanket warm with tenderness,

the light of your night,

but I confess.

 

Heroes Cry

when a sudden goodby

can darken any day.

Heroes Cry

when a few simple words

have so much to say.

Heroes Cry

when their labor of love

finally comes true.

Your Hero Cries

on bended knee

in thankfulness

for coming home

 to you.

 

Carmine

  • Author: Carmine Lombardo (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2021 15:48
  • Comment from author about the poem: Seen and read about too many wars. Been through one. For survival, most of the essence of love nurtured and remaining at home becomes tainted and shadowed. Nationalism for power and greed turns others into killers, but even love on the battlefield survives - grows strong, not for self but for others. Safety and protection from the onslaught is necessary, but costly. Butterfly, our peace, why do you always fly away too soon? Stay, we pray, because our hearts are burning from the violence and bloodshed. Home calls. I'm alive and thankful. Beloved, let us celebrate.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 36
  • Users favorite of this poem: James Michael
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  • James Michael

    Love will keep us strong.

    Thank you for sharing this heartfelt poem.



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