A though of War

What mostly reminds you of life is sorrow
Best thoughts are just sad
Sad & Honesty, is one right Mixture of Emotion

Cute little Baby, Wonderful Gift
A smile of an Angel, Genuine art of expression
A cry of pain, Heart Breaking

A Teacher,with a Unique Level of Understanding
Name her Mother, calls her first.

Then the journey sets, Fast

I know in every thought,
Every Child is loved, Every word is answered

Soon they become memories, Gone so fast.
Wishing, a second more.

Life has a new meaning,
Time changes everything.
But missing them is a sensation hard to endure.
And its hard to see their bits, Reddish and tore apart.

This a page that will carry
For long I live, Will have on my mind
Those were memories the most sweet.
One I will cherish.