The Knock on the Door.
poem by:
Christopher Russon
Written
on Aug 06, 2016
The enemy is knocking He is knocking on your door The enemy who is knocking You need not fear anymore. The snow falls heavy on the ground The night is dark and cold There is a soldier out there With news that must be told. He says the war has ended And peace has come at last It is time for celebration And time to raise a glass. So let us end our anger The past is now the past The future is looking brighter Let us hope this peace will last.
Tags: happy, rhyme, hope, wishful,
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Cecilia Crasto commented:
Very well expressed, we can only hope that these troubled times will soon pass.
Christopher Russon
commented:
Thank you.
If only the knock on the door was that easy.
Saddly not.
Shanta
commented:
Regrettably, We fight war "out there" instead of the father of all lie: our ego - however, it's the job of the poet to pen for hope.
commented:
Concise and to the point; nice poem.
Christopher Russon
commented:
Thank you all for your coments
Edward shields
commented:
I like it!
Christopher Russon
commented:
Thank you very much for your comment Edward it means alot to me.
Ja Ja
commented:
nice write. thanks
Geoffrey Brewer
commented:
A simple but evocative poem. It communicates a sentiment to great effect
Christopher Russon
commented:
Thank you ja ja and Geoffrey for your lovely comments,
Nicho Mose
commented:
Suspense, precision and a happy hopeful ending, write on...
