Waiting

Waiting

A Poem by SwagMaster
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Just something that I decided to write about...

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He was a little boy; just turned two,
Walking at the park, with his mother in blue.
To everyone he saw, this is what he'd say,
"Hey! My daddy's comin' home today.
He's been at the war, fighting for us,
But now he's coming home in that army bus.
He promised he'd come today in his letter.
I used to miss him, but this will make it all better."
The people would look in the mother's green eyes,
They saw the pain and regret of the lies.
And they knew, as it is for some,
He'd be waiting for what would never come.

© 2012 SwagMaster


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Why did she have to lie?! HAHA. This is really frustrating and so depressing. But it is beautifully written. I really liked it. Great job. ;)

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sad, but in a beautiful way. Very nice. I like how it's written almost in the voice of a little boy, but also with a tinge of older, sadness.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

OMG that's so sad!!!

Posted 7 Years Ago


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