The Smiling Widow The body of a mother's beloved son. Family crying for their only child is dead. Atmosphere there seems to be a remorseful dull sound. We see someone at the corner smiling and dropping tears in silence. I see her not screaming or yelling. Its the widow. The mans wife standing away from the body. I see her kissing the cloth wrapped around his body. The cloth was the pride of his death. The cloth was the identity of the man lying there, proud of what he died for. Its a soldiers body. No ordinary man, no common person. It is he who sacrificed himself for us to sleep well. The widow in white admires her husband for he was the star of her life. One shining star from earth is now up there in the galaxy, brightly smiling for he knows he made his family proud.
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