The Locket

Lying on the ground
The ground is concrete tonight
This lonely little locket lies
Like a rose without its petal
Like a cloud without rain

One locket that tells
A story of this
Soldiers past years
Family he left to save a country
Now the locket sheds its tears

Closes his eyes
Give sadness one of a clown
Hugs the earths surface
Makes a frown
All he wants is the locket to have and hold

Kids in the picture
Ages of ten, six and three
Two sons and a daughter his picture held
Along with his lovely wife
Married almost 23 years

Ever to see the locket
Nobody knows
He keeps moving on
He is a strong tower in some people’s eyes
Guns making sounds that fright him at night

Today he looks again for the locket
Skimming the ground like
Touching a babies face
He looks and finds it
Under his dead brothers face

~This is a school project. Not my best work because I had to follow rules of what I had to have. Thanks for reading