The Uniform Shirt
His wife took the uniform shirt
From almirah with tearful eyes
The gust of air with his body odor,
Sweat and blood in the border war
She saw the stars on its shoulder
But his soul shining at farther
The rude war lost him forever
With gallantry award and other honors
Only left the uniform in her hands
to remind sacrifice and love
to remind sacrifice and love
The martyr’s shirt, she kisses it
Her womb jerked with his fetus
Sheathed on her front and hugs
Heartbeats feel his warmness
Tears wiped by the shirt
Lonely ease the painful days
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