Colin F. Jones

ONLY GOD KNOWS

I shed these tears for myself,
But yet I don’t know why,
I ail with ever fading health,
But that’s not the reason why.
Time may wipe the surface clean,
And paint it with new hue,
But still beneath the glowing sheen,
The surface is still blue.
In silence I still cry for them,
Who go away to war,
And for the Mothers who must wait,
As my Mother did before…
For only God knows of the fate…
Of those we all adore.