To raise children,
When the love of, her life
Had been killed on an Airplane.

While on his way, off to fight.

~Sweet mother of ?..
~*~
On a bench in the park
under street lights aglow
A man touches a photo
Worn and so old..

Years long ago
Back in his youth
With his whole life before him,
Or so he had thought.

 

He no longer remembers

Most of his past

But the photo he knows,

all else had been lost.

Five young men
smiling and laughing
boarding a plane,
All in uniform.

 

His Father, His Mother

His Wife & His Children

All were forgotten

When He lost his memory.

~Once A homecoming King~ 
~*~
All is quiet,
Dim light of the room,
The nurse walks in,
and checks the machines.

She touches the shoulder
Of the young woman there
And says "Have you eaten?
You look so pale".

"You come every night,
It's always the same
So young was his life
And he was so brave.

He still lays sleeping,
after so many years..
Having given his life
So others may live.

She touches the band
That encircles her finger,
And remembers the day
she married her fireman. 
  ~*~
She steps outside,
Into the night
A child in her arms
And walks to the bus.

~Her father her, her mother
She never knew,

her brother?, Her Sisters?, 
Adopted somewhere else too.
~~~**~~~
A man nods his head,
as he passes her by,
to get into his car
That is Shinny and red.

He turns to look back,
Towards the nurse
that had called out to him,

Before he left.

"Doctor,..
wait!, you have forgotten,
Here are your files,
and your dark colored glasses."

~His father, his mother,
He never knew. His sisters?

Adopted, somewhere else too. 

  ~*~    
He thanks her,

 And he turns to go.
While she turns away

And answers her phone.

~Her father, her mother,
She never knew. Her Brother and sisters?
Adopted, somewhere else too.