the letter falls from her trembling hands
her son shot dead in a distant land
her mind reels a lifetime lost
of Sunday school and birthday cakes
the sound of his voice still clearly rang
"I love you mom I'll soon return
again the guns of 21 ring true to honor him
the f-16's proudly soar in skies so blue and white
and remind us all once again:
this war is our war, not forgotten
not propaganda
the souls and hearts of many a man
committed to serve on our behalf
I don't condone this endless loss but applaud those
who dared to cross that great red line of fever storm
where hero's are so often born
I salute with dilligence those fallen by the way
for which this country's freedom is
delicately paved.....

Beautiful...

And I didn't cry...lol

I'm numb at the moment....

but beautiful writing.

My son is leaving now today with the Marines..if u didn't know...

xoxoxox


Zanne

Well, Zanne, you are stronger than me, cause I cried for ya...
and for lamom, and for Morena...and all the other moms that have sons and daughters goin off to war...


Robert, this was awesome!

Very Nice Robert. Zanne your in my prayers today and always.

Robert there is not a better cause for a poem to be written.

GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS!!


May God be with those families that have lost there loved ones. But now they have been called for the highest honor there is for now they are in God's Army spreading love not hurt. They will never be forgotten.