Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Home they brought


They fought over what later seemed trivia.
And they never made up after the fight.
And when they summoned him to the front line.
He fought with her on mind.
He had hoped to apologize,
The moment he jumped off the flight
Even though he was not in the wrong
Saying sorry would not hurt, right?
She waited for him to come,
He was all over her heart and mind.
She knew she had been wrong.
She was waiting to set it right.
Yes, she would say sorry,
The moment he jumped off the flight.
Wish somebody had told them
That fighting on frontline came with a price.
Home they brought – her warrior dead.
Home he came - basking in valour bright.

16 comments:

  1. It's always too late when you don;t say you're sorry.

    poignant and well written. bravo

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    1. Thank you Lance. I am so glad to hear such encouraging words from you.

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  2. A tragedy, beautifully written.

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  3. What terrible regrets. Nicely done.

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    1. Yeah if only the sorry had come on right time
      Thanks Annabelle

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  4. Well written, and a good reminder that we should apologize quickly.
    Hope you're doing well!
    Blessings,
    Marcia

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    1. Thank you Marcia for all the kind words.
      Yes, I am doing very well and hope the same for you too :)
      Regards,
      Ruby

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  5. Poignant reminder that I'm sorry shouldn't be reserved for the right time.

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    1. Yup, sorry, thank you, love you - they should not be left for later ever.

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  6. Thanks so much for linking up this week. What a sad situation. I guess there's something to be said for never going to bed (or to war) angry. Hope to see you back soon.

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.