A Father’s War

 

By: William G. Muir

The Reaper did arrive,

Dressed in the uniform of a military officer,

Disbelief grips the father’s mind.

This can not be so,

He just read the word his son sent home,

Minutes before his son was alive,

Right there with him, in his living room.

No way could his boy be dead!

He was going to be his legacy.

A son does not die before his father does.

A father refuses to believe.

How could his son be dead?

How could the country he loved,