Mother of A Martyred – A Poem

I was waiting for a letter
as I opened, special words sang the header

A moment of pride embedded along
a little incident flashed among

Teary eyes looked at, scanned the letter
words spelt just as a young kid

Then I realized he was on a mission
to save the country from the enemy nation

As I touched the letter, it had the blood of my boy
I held it close as I was the mother of a martyred

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