An elderly woman waiting for her son to come home from war |
She sits staring out the window , Waiting patiently once more. The cuckoo clock chimes three, He has never been this late before. She pulls out the crumpled letter................... Dear Mrs Mason About your beloved son. We regret to inform you He was killed in the line of duty By a snipers gun. Tears start to flow down her cheeks This can't be true It seems like only yesterday That you lost your very first tooth. I remember when I held your hand And kissed you on the cheek. Packed your lunch for your first day of school Placed a bandage on your bruised knee....... I remember reading bed time stories You just loved Peter Pan. Told me you was going to be a soldier one day When you grew up and became a man.......... I remember when you won your first race I was as proud as I could be You pinned the ribbon on my chest Said ,this is a present to you mum !!!! Thanks for believing in me............... I remember when you played in the rain You were drenched from head to toe I remember the amazement and excitement in your eyes When you seen your first ever rainbow................. Remember that I will always love you , Right to my dying day. I know my memory's not the same anymore And my body is frail with age. The letter that arrived in the mail Must not be for meant for me You would be back before I know it you said Before the cuckoo clock chimes three..................... |