most of the poems i post are written in the "past". especially the ones pertaining to the military. this is how i made it through the war when my child was "in". God gave me poems, and i gave them to other mothers to help them too.
hugggggssssss
seena


You Don’t Have to Be Strong

I over heard a mother say
I can’t do it any more
I can’t be strong today
My son is going to war
I cannot let him know
That I am hiding pain
I don’t know how I’ll make it
Til he comes home again
I wanted to go up to her
And hold her close to me
To let her know that we are there
To also let her see
You don’t have to be strong
To make it through the day
You don’t have to be strong
There are other ways
You shout out loud and yell
Dear Lord why must he go
You pound your hands on furniture
You just let the steam blow
You scream you shout you stomp your feet
You throw things everywhere
You cry until you can cry no more
Because you son is going there
No, you don’t have to be strong
You must let the pain come out
Just do it all in privacy
Where you know what it’s about
Don’t let others know about the hole
You punched in the bedroom wall
Now you can hold your head up
And be strong before us all
It may seem like eternity
The time your son is gone
Just remember what I say
You don’t have to be strong
tdb

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very good.my daughter gets out of boot camp from the navy fri

thank you

give her some extra huggss for me
huggggsssssss

Awesome write and very heartfelt.

this is how I feel....and I suppose don't feel...

strong....

Brett will leave to go to this crazy war in Sept...

The support is a f*cking joke..

I am going to walk away from my family for what they say to me....

He's my son...not theirs....

I will never walk away from Brett and Brad...

I know who my true friends are....

the rest can bite my little white azz....

"I wanted to go up to her
And hold her close to me..."



You just did. You already did