A POET AT HOME

I’m waiting for you to hear your voice.

I’m praying for you to read your words.

What a long long long silence is passing and passing at home.

 

Wherever you fight now, I’m calling your name, my dear son.

Where do you fight now? My hair is turning whiter, my dear son.

 

Wherever you sleep now, I’m calling your name, my dear son.

Where do you sleep now? My hair is turning whiter, my dear son.

 

 

I’m waiting for you to hear your voice.

I’m praying for you to read your words.

What a long long long silence is passing and passing at home.

 

Wherever you go now, I’m calling your name, my dear son.

Where do you go now? My hair is turning whiter, my dear son.

 

Wherever you stand now, I’m calling your name, my dear son.

Where do you stand now? My hair is turning whiter, my dear son.

 

*Because my friend told me that her son was in Lugansk region, so,
“We pray and pray.. constantly..”
“Today I had to wait for a long time for sms from my son and my hair became whiter and whiter…
We must have great health to survive this war…
We pray about our son and all Ukrainian soldiers constantly…”
“And.. how long time I waited for the sms .. When you are waiting – every second is long…”

So, I wrote this poem for her, dear my friend.

 

**My friend shows you this poem also on the Ukrainian website for their children and others!

Kurama (Japan). «A poet at home» — a poem about war in Ukraine (2022) – Мала Сторінка (storinka.org)

Please join them!

This poem is for all mothers and fathers of the soldiers in Ukraine.

And please watch the video at the head of this page that Elyzaveta Slyusarenko reads this poem for all mothers and fathers of the soldiers in Ukraine.

Her YouTube is also here:

Kurama (Japan). «A poet at home» — a poem is for all mothers and fathers of the soldiers in Ukraine – YouTube