A soldiers cry on Christmas day
A soldier’s cry on Christmas day….
I Live far away from my home in the military barracks
Where I have given one bed room cabin to live myself.
I live there alone myself in my cabin and
my loneliness is kills me most of the times
I know the Christmas is also around the corner and
It’s keeps my heart beat with thoughts and tears.
Since, I have locked up myself in the barracks due to my work
I miss my home known as sweet home with love and loved ones
I miss our family get together with dine and dances .
I miss to watch our dearest kids make fun and run around the house
I miss carols and candles aglow in the night
I miss to see hearth fire blazing and well lit Christmas tree
I miss to see stockings are hanged on the mantle
Always, the true meaning of Christmas shining in my mother’s eyes
And its counts the value of love thrown in to our family
What a wonderful time to be with my parents and my siblings to celebrate Christmas night.
But I miss all those beautiful memories begin here alone in my barracks
But, we are the soldiers who take care of our nation round the clock
And tell Santa to“ Carry on Santa, it’s a Christmas night, all secure now
and our kids are awaiting for you”
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
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Copyright © Ravi Sathasivam | Year Posted 2016
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