uk1971-your soldier poem brought this one on. thank you.
seena

I Hear a Mother

I hear a mother crying
Her tears hid in the night
She doesn’t want her son to know
She fears for him to fight
She wipes the tears from her wet cheeks
Puts a cool rag to her face
Runs a comb quickly through her hair
Then steps from her safe place
I hear a mother whispering
A choking in her voice
Dear Lord my son’s going over there
You know that’s not my choice
She begs of Him to bring her son
Back home from this war
The same way she was sending him
She asked for nothing more
I hear a mother speaking out
To someone on the street
They shouted out to stop this war
It’s a Vietnam repeat
She stood up to the stranger
Who spoke that hateful way
That he should be there with her son
Instead of making this display
I hear a mother rejoicing
Her voice sings out in praise
Her son is coming home to her
He’s finished out his days
Right now this minute as we speak
He’s boarding on the plane
It won’t be long ‘til he arrives
Then he’ll be home again
I hear a mother weeping
Her tears are freely flowing
She hugs him to her tightly
Her face so brightly glowing
She holds him back to look at him
As if he’d just been born
But all she sees is a tired boy
Who’s come back to her worn
I hear a mother praying
Dear Lord, thank you
tdb 7/29/08

Thank You that was beautiful. My grandson is going into the service and I know that is how my daughter feels

Thank you..

Absolutely beautiful..

My son leaves for Iraq in Sept..

Honor, respect,,,yet a mothers heart ache and fear is over whelming beyond explaination...

the things that ppl say to me..even professionals..if it was leagl..I'd choke them till they would have to gasp for air,eyes bulginging..and fear....maybe then they would understand how it feels....

unfortunately I can't do that, to some.... I can only walk away....

there are thousands of other moms out there that feel the very same way.
huggggggsssssssss
to you and your son

Thank u for talking last night..so appreciated...

What a wonderful gift you have given to all the mothers that are going through this rightt now and all those that have been there.

My thanks, love, honor, and respect goes out to all the fine men ans women that are doing for us what we are unable to do for ourselves...