Waiting for Angels

Terry Trainor By Terry Trainor, 13th Feb 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1q47r_wx/
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In the Great War two friends joined the army together and came from the same village. They grew up together and were like brothers. One of the friends was killed in the scared fields of war. His friend keeps him company until the Angels come to take him away.

Waiting for Angels

Does your coat keep you warm and dry my dearest friend as you lay still and silent,
Did your metal helmet protect you on ruined fields as God called and took you away,
Did it hurt when you dropped to your knees and your blood soaked into already wet mud,
As you dropped from your knees face down forever, did you see your loved ones again.

I will stay by your side and keep you company, waiting until the angels come for you,
Do you know it's near spring the sun will soon have some warmth and dry our clothes,
In your last spite of sorrowful desolating memories, did you go back to your home and friends,
And if you went home , did you smell the thick cut grass along old lanes and hold your sweetheart.

Do you remember when we were young, just last year, can you remember that long ago,
And the different days with our sweethearts, walking in beautiful warm spring days,
We strolled many miles into distant dales, villages and across the wild brown moors,
We sat by a moorland stream talking important talk, of our future working the land.

Soon the bugles will sound, the same loud bugles that brought you to this last place,
If I ever go home I will see your father, and break his heart, you were his only son,
Like a brother I will always remember, we have seen much so quickly in these bad days,
Walking away my feet sink in churned mud and filth, I will tell his dad gallant lies.

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Death, Mud, Mud Bath, The Great War, War, Warmth, Warrior, Wars

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I am a Poet.
My passion is to write about nature and the history of nature.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
13th Feb 2013 (#)

Yes Terry, war takes away the young leaving the old to mourn for them. Surely, no one dies in vain when they make the ultimate sacrifice so that others may live. The good everywhere should join together to make wars history though some may say it is a pipe dream! siva

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author avatar Terry Trainor
13th Feb 2013 (#)

Wise words my dear friend

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
13th Feb 2013 (#)

The Angels came and saw him that day,
And silently took his breath away.
Showing the Universe the Golden Light of Love,
As he ascended silently to the world Above.

It was the moment he saw the dream,
Found that nothing is ever too extreme.
That's when he traced himself up to his bride,
Into her soul to forever confide.

For she felt him and his lips kissed,
Telling him his touch she forever missed.
Holding her voice he did to all now speak,
In the joyous tone of the humble and meek.

For they all stood looking at the shell,
Showing the ground where all things fell.
To see the angels as his spirit came alive,
And in the eternal light to forever survive.

For in the stillness and the rush of the hour,
It became the anthem that would go far.
For he had left message for his wife,
The one he had searched for all his life.

I love you he told her as Angels brought him back,
Showing all in life but body did lack.
Holding her gently He showed her all,
Showing the honour that now stood tall.

For the awards began now began to roll,
While others in guilt collapsed in toll.
While his bride began to smile,
Slowly went and developed his style.

Bringing him back in a different form,
With the dream of his life to now conform.
For she knew his matters of the heart,
And from his goal never did part.

For everything he did was so real,
Making the world around so surreal.
For they were together deep in heart,
Vowing in love never ever to part.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 14th February 2013

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
13th Feb 2013 (#)

The Angels came and saw him that day,
And silently took his breath away.
Showing the Universe the Golden Light of Love,
As he ascended silently to the world Above.

It was the moment he saw the dream,
Found that nothing is ever too extreme.
That's when he traced himself up to his bride,
Into her soul to forever confide.

For she felt him and his lips kissed,
Telling him his touch she forever missed.
Holding her voice he did to all now speak,
In the joyous tone of the humble and meek.

For they all stood looking at the shell,
Showing the ground where all things fell.
To see the angels as his spirit came alive,
And in the eternal light to forever survive.

For in the stillness and the rush of the hour,
It became the anthem that would go far.
For he had left message for his wife,
The one he had searched for all his life.

I love you he told her as Angels brought him back,
Showing all in life but body did lack.
Holding her gently He showed her all,
Showing the honour that now stood tall.

For the awards began now began to roll,
While others in guilt collapsed in toll.
While his bride began to smile,
Slowly went and developed his style.

Bringing him back in a different form,
With the dream of his life to now conform.
For she knew his matters of the heart,
And from his goal never did part.

For everything he did was so real,
Making the world around so surreal.
For they were together deep in heart,
Vowing in love never ever to part.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 14th February 2013

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
13th Feb 2013 (#)

Terry , what can I say to add to all I have said before concerning your works ? I love the heart wrenching nostalgia and sorrow that seem to go hand in hand with your war time memories . You make it all so real for us .
I hope your week is good.
God bless you my friend.
Stella

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author avatar Terry Trainor
14th Feb 2013 (#)

Good morning Stella and thank you for your lovely comments. I am so busy at work I hardly have any time for the site. Hopefully all will be normal in a few weeks.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
14th Feb 2013 (#)

I'm glad to hear from you Terry , even if it is just in passing . I hope your days at work are good and all is well with you and your family . Happy Valentine's day to you all.
Many blessing to you
Stella

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author avatar Songbird B
29th Mar 2013 (#)

Powerful and heartbreaking Terry..Stella sums this up so well in her comments..This touched me very much my friend..\0/x

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author avatar Terry Trainor
29th Mar 2013 (#)

Thank you for reading my poems Songbird

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