Waking to the dawn
A tear drops, a smile escapes
Sight of the mighty mountain
Built a fresh hope
She awaits a door knock
Through every tick of the clock
Counting her yet another day
Waiting for him to return
Dawn to the dusk
And the silent night fell
The mountain hid in the dark
Not her hope to see his spark
Who shall show her?
Her shattered dreams
War of the nation
Has long engulfed him
Who shall tell her?
To shed the tear of love
To show the smile of pride
To live the life in his memory
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