Boot Prints Poem by Harshita Mishra

Seen your wounds on body and soul
For the love of motherland you adorn
While I haven't witnessed the unknown
As a young boy who left mother's home
To serve with might; as a valiant known

My err, to you they seem small
As you have seen the unseen
The worst of mankind the unkind of all
You never spoke of the scene
Knowing it's not pleasant at all

I have seen the times of your absence
We have tried to maintain a balance
That matters most is your presence
At times some words or some silence
Togetherness with you is radiance

Harshita Mishra