From a Mother

A world for you and me,

I wish had been war free.

Where taking swords was a choice,

Not a decision we are left with.

I had to go through it,

But you, my dear, won’t face it.

And I, till my last breadth,

Will ensure that.

For every scar I carry today,

Will become your shield tomorrow.

Let my battles end with me,

So your days may begin with peace.

Walk freely where I once feared to stand,

Build where ruins used to be.

If the world learns anything from us,

Let it be the courage to choose peace.