Fighting for our family

Standing in the cold,
thinking of the happy times.

I miss my wife.
Her sweetness,
all the little things that she did.
They were the things that I enjoyed.

I miss that.
War, makes me angry,
but mostly sad.
I miss her.

No way back.
Almost like as light as a breeze.
No hope that they will be alive.
The worse thing what ever happened to me,
will it be this?

I guess god only knows that,
If he really exist.
Stairway to heaven,
isn't the road that i will take.
Just to have an answer to that question of mine?

It was my fate,
I accept that now.
Love of my family,
would keep me on the leg.

And a little bit op hope,
one step at the time.
no reason to hurry.
Each step brings me closer.

Koraci Nada

There is still hope, but .....