Parented by War

My father is the youngest of thirteen siblings.

The family had long been made up of 12 children.

At the end of the First World War,

the parents’ satisfaction was immense, none

of them had been summoned to the front.

And they rejoiced and celebrated so much,

that, on the joy of the moment,

and in advanced age, came to be conceived

the one who became my progenitor.

The years passed and my father, now adult,

was dating my future mother, led a calm

and peaceful one life.

They loved each other but couldn’t think

of marriage so soon.

They had to settle for life first.

Then the Second War broke out  

and he saw his companions going to fight.

But married people were exempt, so,

he went to the bank and got a loan, and

my grandfather helped him as he could.

They were quickly married.

And in an instant, I came into this world.

So his fate was also mine, we are both

Children of War.

This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©

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