Come Home

You see that little boy standing alone? 

The one that was left so long ago. 

He clutches he's teddy bear and whispers to no one, 

"When will you come home?" 


Now why would he be out on his own? 

Could it be because he has no one to own? 

A stray tear falls down his blush cheek. 

He forces back a whimper and tries not to speak. 


He wants to be brave like he remembers his daddy being. 

So he'll stay strong and keep on believing. 

He'll suck it up and stand by 

Waiting to catch his daddy's eye. 


But what he doesn't know about this mystery 

Is that his daddy never had his victory. 

He's been lost throughout all the unknown solders. 

This poor little boy might never find closure. 


By now the little boy knows what has happened, 

His father was lost in all the action. 

But still he waited for that brave man, 

And stayed strong even after it all began. 


That little boy that was so alone 

Is now moving forward fully grown. 

And when he remembers the past 

He knows his father was never outcast. 


Other people remember his father, 

A man so strong covered in armor. 

This man will never be forgotten, 

And his son will never let that happen. 


This grown boy still feels the emptiness inside. 

That feeling he thought he left behind. 

"With time wounds will heal," 

Some say, but the boy knows that's not for real. 


He's tried to forget the pain within his chest, 

But on and on it pressed. 

Soon he could not bear it anymore 

So he left to find something more. 


In his long journey through his deep thoughts 

He realized that he's not the only one lost. 

There are others out there feeling like him. 

Sulking around looking so grim. 


"Why in the world are people put through pain like this? 

It seems like this thought is always dismissed. 

Most people wonder; can't we all just get along? 

If only, if only some people could see we all belong." 


The little boy still lives in this grown man. 

Hoping and wishing for his daddy to return to him.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A father is in the army fighting for his county and one day he dies durring battle, leaving his little boy alone. At first the boy still thought his father would come back to him but as he grew up he realized that would never happen. He later found out that he's not the only one this has happened to but it still doesn't help. So he thinks to himself about how if every one just got along this might not have happened.

Even though he's all grown up he still wants his daddy to come home.


Fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, sons, and daughters all go to war for their county, to fight for it and defend it. We just want them to come back to us. To be safe in our arms and not have to do senseless battles, but that won't happen, and I doubt it ever will. But we can hope, dream, and pray for their safe return one day.


"Most people wonder; can't we all just get along?

If only, if only some people could see we all belong."

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nightlight1220's picture

Very true words... and many

Very true words... and many of these children out there. How will they grow? Who will listen to them? How will they ever have healthy relationships and get over the abandonment if parents cannot even get over their own pains and sufferings or have faith in therapeutic methods? 


Like always, you wrote this so true and real to real life situations. 


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


Vallantiel's picture

Thank you

Like always you understand the message I was trying to get across about what happens to these children, and to that I say thank you. :3

a.griffiths57's picture

Come home:



What a heart aching story in verse. Just love your write and its rhyming. The story so full of sentiment and bewilderment. A realy good read which I enjoyed.

Vallantiel's picture

Thank you~

Thank you very much! I tried to make this poem relatable to others & as real as I could manage.