Mothers Tears In Her Eyes. (Returning From War)
John was 18 and his father gave him a letter to read.
He has been summoned to sign up and keep the peace.
He got his orders, then supplied a uniform and a gun.
Hugged his father as he waved goodbye to his only son.
So, with the memory of his mother's tears in her eyes.
John got settled on the plane and headed for the skies.
Him and his friends were off to fight in a foreign land.
To rescue peace and save the world of the devil man.
Thousands of young innocent men heading off to war.
In vast swathes they are driven up the foreign shores.
Gunfire blasting like fireworks in the darkened skies.
For them it's now in the hands of fate if they survive.
The blood starts to flow freely across the foreign sand.
They all forge forward with the courage of every man.
Advance, advance, advance went out the rallying call.
As the bullets rained the boys and men started to fall.
Trampling over their friends who had met their deaths.
Machine gunfire constantly flying all round their heads.
John thought I can’t die a boy; I have to become a man.
Repeatedly saying I will not die a boy in a foreign land.
With all their undaunting courage and determined wills.
Surviving boys and men approached blood-stained hill.
As they slowly walked across the rain drenched grounds.
All anyone could see was dead bodies lying all around.
Some young men suddenly appeared waving white flags.
They had fought and given all the courage that they had.
It dawned upon John and the remaining boys and men.
They battled and had obtained victory in a foreign land.
Again, John settles on the plane and heads for the skies.
Offering a small thank you to God that they are still alive.
At home he was met with tears of joy in his mother's eyes.
Parents squeezed him tight and said thank you, my son survived.
Tobani (2024).
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Author:
Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I would to say Thank You for all the positive feedback and kind words regarding my poem from yesterday, Imaginary Friends, they are very much appreciated. Todays offering is much lighter, hope you enjoy.
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Comments8
I felt that the happy ending at the end was the author's wish. I read something good
Thank you for your comment, something i write has to have a happy ending!!, Enjoy your day
Wonderful poem, as was yesterdays. This poem really touches the heart! Well done, my friend! 🌹👏
Many thanks for your feedback, appreciated as always
You are welcome, Tobani! ❤️
I have often put myself into the shoes of a mother seeing her son off to war. Unbearable sadness. When he comes home, joyful celebration and gratitude. And if he doesn’t come home her hope is extinguished. She will grieve for the rest of her days. A thought provoking write Tobani. Have a good day.
Thank you Cassie for your comment, You too have a good one
A very nice and deep work, thank you!
Thank you for your comment, much appreciated
you write so well on a subject that many shy away from because it hurts so much to ponder upon the consequences of war in any great detail .. there are not often happy endings when it comes to war .. I am glad you went down that particular route .. Neville 😎👍
Thank you Neville for your feedback as always it is very much appreciated, and i had to write at least one with a happy ending!!!
A terrific poem,
John was one of the
lucky ones to return
alive, 🙏 love a happy
ending, 👍
Wonderfully woven
much enjoyed my friend!!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Thank you for your comment, much appreciated
Beautiful.
Thank you for your comment, much appreciated
Not many get a happy ending. Glad this one did!
Thank you for your comments, much appreciated as always, enjoy your day
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