Wickedywitch poetry – A Soldier Killed In Afghanistan

A soldier killed in Afghanistan

The news spills out over the screen

My heart it sank and fear began

As uncontrollable thoughts reigned.

My son, my boy, my pride and joy

Serving with his regiment over there

I can’t take my eyes away from the news

It holds me captured within its glare

Not knowing is the hardest thing

Heart racing fast with an anxious beat

News is slow, frustration builds as tears begin to well.

Standing lonely in my fear, longing to know, yet not!

Many hours pass by but still no more news is told

A glimmer of hope begins to surface and enfold

Each telephone ring, each doorbell chime

I jump with nerves so taut.

Finally the news imparts the full story

it was not my sons regiment after all!

My heat lifts with relief, and a slow tear falls

As I imagine the other mothers sadness, her boy after all.

Advertisements

About wickedywitch

Im a wickedywitch, this blog is about my daily pottering, my writing, poetry, and general witchy things I get upto, from foraging to make wine, or herbal remedys, to drumming, or creating an item from scratch with materials or cooking.
This entry was posted in poetry and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Wickedywitch poetry – A Soldier Killed In Afghanistan

  1. Knights wife says:

    You took the words out of my mouth and many other mothers whose so s are away in the forces

    • wickedywitch says:

      my heart dropped when the news came over the radio that a soldier had been killed and it was where my son was, the wait was unbearable, the relief was immense when it wasnt himthen the sadness extreme when you realised your joy was naother mothers worst nightmare.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s