Come Back Soon.. Dad

"Dad", he wailed aloud breaking his insecure sleep,
Held his pillow tightly to his heart and slowly began to weep;
Between his face and the soft pillow was a paper torn and tattered,
With his tears falling on that piece of his life, his heart seemed to be shattered.

Sobbing aloud, he unfurled the paper and held it in front of his eyes,
An unsure smile veiled the true shape of his lips as he tried to think of his dream as a lie;
Closing his eyes and hands in prayer, he wished for the safety of the only treasure he had-
Written in big bold letters on the paper wet with tears, were the words-'Come back soon DAD'.

Wiping off his tears, he assured himself with a hope of his choice
Just then the phone rang and through it spoke a broken voice-
Hearing it his dream came alive, and his eyes swelled with a heavy shower;
As the voice on the phone slowly spoke " Sorry Son, your Dad died in the war".