Unbearable Love

by Theresa   Jun 14, 2006


As war is declared,
You are shipped off.
Leaving me and your children behind.
Missing you terribly;
I put the children to bed.
A week passes with no letter.
Where are you my love?
I crawl into bed worried, and sad.
Will I ever see you again?

Two weeks pass,
And a letter arrives.
You comment about the war;
Seeing your best friend die in action,
I wish I could comfort you.
War is horrible,
People are dying,
For what?
A simple piece of land â??no manâ??s land.â??
The odour of rotting bodies fill the air,
How could one stand that?

I go to bed,
Only to have nightmares.
Baby John crawls in beside me,
Heâ??s crying, wondering when daddy will get home.
Unfortunately, I am wondering the same.
You are missing all the special moments.
Come home! The war can do without you.

Another letter arrives;
You say you can barely stand it.
You do not sound like the same man that I married.
This war has changed you,
Like it has many other men.
I have heard that many men have gone insane,
Come home.

Little Claire turned 5 today,
Her wish was that her daddy would return.
Your children need you!
End this war for them!
Itâ??s been three weeks since you left.
I found out that I am pregnant,
With your third child.
I need you here with me.

Two months pass and no letter.
What is happening?
Will I ever see my love again?
My heart drops a little more each day,
I cannot go on with no word from you.
I need to know that you will return to me.

Finally a letter arrives,
But it is not from you.
It is from your friend,
My heart breaks as I open it.
This is the letter that I have been dreading,
My worst fears come true;
You were killed in action.
How can this be?
You have a wife, two children, and another one on the way.
Why you?

One month passes since I got the news of your passing,
It has finally sunk in,
I will never feel your arms around me;
I will never see your warming smile.
The part that hurts most,
Is you will never meet your third child.
If it is a boy,
He will be named after his loving father,
Jesse Jr.
Your other children miss you deeply,
As I do.

Years pass,
And I realize that you are watching me,
From the heavens above.
My only wish is that,
Our children could see their father one last time,
Who fought and died on the battle field.
It hurts to crawl into bed,
And reaching for you during the night,
Only to be reminded that you are no longer with us.
I will love you forever; you are always in my heart.

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