The Backyard Poet
In my life I’ve known bold men that laid down their souls
And we sing of their virtues through lyrics and prose
But none sing the praises of wives left alone
Or the children who live with no father at home
To glory we said and to battle they’d rush
While wives stay at home and forgive them they must
War is hell for everyone and we must never forget it
A prayer to the survivors who each day must relive it
WordPress's #1 Motivation and Personal Development Source
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Dedicated to Emerging Writers
Health, Beauty and Lifestyle
My world of nostalgia and happiness
Life is running,Time is running, So the power, Use it.
Poetry that purrs. It's reowr because the cat said so.
A blog full of tips, inspiration and freebies!
Where The Eagles Fly . . . . Art Science Poetry Music & Ideas
All the linked posts under this blog are an outcome of my observations about the things that often go unnoticed and the things that are often taken for granted.
Some Things Are Better Off Read
Because when everything has been said and done, it's left to the finer arts of living.
"Telling their stories, the way they want them to be told."
The Diary and blog on How to Tackle Depression and Anxiety!
Author of the novel 'Done With Her...'
Yes true!
LikeLike
I thank you for stopping by and leaving your comment.
LikeLiked by 1 person
So very true Jerry.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for dropping in and commenting
LikeLike
Let GOD bless them abundundly and wipe their tears!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Amen. Thank you for your comment.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow Jerry, a lot said in a few words!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for all your love
LikeLike
So true Jerry. We sometimes forget those who are left behind. A very poignant and fitting poem.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Davy
LikeLiked by 1 person
Loss from the other side. We should not forget about those left behind.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for dropping by and commenting.
LikeLike
So true, Jerry. Thank you for this poem!
We should care for (and about) the families for as long as they need our help and support.
(((HUGS)))
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you for seeing the invisible and pointing it out to us 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks you for reading and commenting.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The words are hard and true. I keep in contact with some of the children of my friends killed in the new wars. We never talk of their fathers. I believe I should.
LikeLiked by 1 person