Still Waiting

My eyes are still waiting,

My heart is still beating,

To see a glance of you.

When the door knocked,

I thought, it was you,

But I was shocked,

And my blood turned blue.

You left home, 

In a uniform,

The only thing that came back was the news of your tomb,

And your body wrapped in pennon.

Your love for mother land,

Was far more than, 

Your love for your own mother.

You are not only my son,

But the son of our country,

You made our nation proud,

You are the hero of the crowd.

Reviews

[Tori Jones]

Wow, this poem made me cry...So many noble men set off to battle for freedom, and many of those great men die...But the one thing we must always remember is that they died trying, they gave it their all and they are highly respected by many...This is a very meaningful poem, thank you for sharing...

[Riya patel]

Than you for showing your love and respect for the soldiers.

[Tori Jones]

You're very welcome...

[Gryfindor]

Really shocked but had a great respect for u as well as the soldiers ..
It just made me cry and this poem should be published in our books

[Surya]

A salute to your poem..A real heroo for sure...wow.

[Riya patel]

thank u so much

[XtheBand-ofMisfitsX]

This is truly beautiful!!! It made me cry, because my father is a marine, and the thought of losing him makes me very upset. Thank you for sharing!!!

[Riya patel]

You need not cry instead be strong and proud of him thank you so much

[A LIFE THAT SCARES]

I just got goosebumps while reading this poem really a good piece of art.

[Riya patel]

thank you very much