The whisper of your voice echoes in my ear each night as i lie down for rest
That picture I hold of you each day
Is still in my hands
As tear drops lightly fall onto it
When will this end?
When will you be able to hold me in your arms again?
The warmth of your jacket you left me before you left
Its the only thing that comforts me now
I'm to the point where I'm worried
Are you ever going to come home?
Please come home to the child we're supposed to have
Family that's worried sick
Children that miss you more than anything in the world
Please come home.
A contest entry
- Solider Boys by cutekitten789.
400 points, ended March 15, 2008, 19 entries
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Comments
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sorry guys if you thought this was real. but i only wrote it for a contest...but i guess it got much farther than that. im sorry for all those out there that have lost loved ones. this one goes out to you!!
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What a beautiful poem. This really is a touching one. It is always a comfort to have something to remind us of the person that is gone, if we have nothing else. This is indeed a very special poem.
Good luck, and God Bless -
wow this one is so close to my heart... my boy left me a jacket too... sometimes it feels so good just tocurl up next to it... i love this poem
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This is beautiful and so sad. i don't know what it would feel like to be in that situation, but you described it nicely thanx. GREAT JOB!!!
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