I see the light,
that he always sees,
even though he is over seas,
he's only a flight,
away but that is miles,
and would cost too many tears and smiles,
he is my knight,
the one, where I can wear all white,
but his fight,
takes him away,
so I must pray,
so him to stay,
on this Earth,
for the birth,
of the new born baby.
my poem