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Daddy Has To Go Off To War
by Joy L. Hale

Sunday, May 22, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.
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A look back to the year 1943; a peek into a family's feelings as seen through the eyes of a young child.


Daddy Has To Go Off To War
Author Joy L. Hale     All rights reserved

 

In Hushed whispers around the family breakfast table
I first heard the words daddy has to go off to war
Head hung low, choking over her words
Mother said, "how will we manage without him?
And what of the little one? She is such a daddy's girl"
Shush! War news on the radio. So many bombs falling
Knitted brows and fear in mother's eyes.
I'm scared.

No more trips to gramma's house  'Cause gasoline is scarce
Oh, dear. I will so miss gramma
Food ration stamps. Long lines.
Sorry honey, no more bacon. Why can't I have my bacon?
I don't understand

Sobbing into the soft, familiar fur of my cherished teddy
My simple child's voice cries out...
WHY does daddy have to go to war?  No one answers me

Then it was time.....

Resignation and sadness seemed to weigh him down
As he kneeled to gather me gently in his arms
Tears filled his eyes and in a tight, raspy voice he said to me
"Don't forget me.  Be a good girl."  His mouth continued to move,
But my heart did not remember the rest of his words.

I only remember the knot of pain that would not allow me to speak
And the tears that stung my cheeks.
"Please don't cry," he said.  "I won't be gone too long.  You'll see."

But it WAS a long time.
M
y daddy had to leave me. My daddy had to go off to war.

Joy Hale
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Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 9/3/2012
Powerfully imaged, Joy: you take us there, in vivid lines. Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by JMS Bell 11/23/2011
YOUR LOOK AT THIS SPECIFIC PERIOD IN OUR HISTORY BRINGS ON A WAVE OF NOSTALGIA...I WAS BORN IN 1944 AND I REMEMBER BEING TOLD ABOUT THE 'RATIONING' OF EVEN A PAIR OF SHOES FOR A BABY. A HARD PERIOD IN AMERICA AND EVEN HARDER ON THE LITTLE ONES WHOSE 'DADDY HAD TO GO OFF TO WAR'. WELL DONE, JOY AND SO ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen 6/25/2011
Powerful thank you for sharing this experience with us...
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Reviewed by Betty Cochran (Reader) 5/25/2011
This is a tender poem aboutan extremely sad time as seen through the eyes of a child too young to understand the concept of war. She just knows that her mother is scared just as she is. Her young world is changed in so many ways and her beloved daddy is gone...who knows for how long? I really like this!
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 5/24/2011
Very lovely writing sweet lady...sighhhh ... you have such a beautiful heart sighh....Hugsss
Reviewed by Clarence Prince 5/24/2011
It's so very sad, Joy. This I know for sure war is not good despite of, which side finshed best....
Reviewed by Donna Chandler 5/24/2011
A powerful memory carried with so many children from that war and now this one. Thank you for sharing this heart wrenching look into a little girl's sadness.

Donna
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 5/24/2011
Oh! This is heartwrenching....just knowing that children today are feeling those same emotions tears at the heartstrings! Beautifully penned....huge lump in my throat as I read it.

Hugs,
Anna
Reviewed by Laura Fall 5/23/2011
A fascinating and touching write Laura
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 5/23/2011
So very sad that so many children have to experience this, and they sadly probably always will in our ever constant war-torn world.
Reviewed by ANNA CLOUTIER (Reader) 5/23/2011
POWERFUL, EMOTIONAL...AND WONDERFUL WRITE. WRITTEN FROM THE DEPTHS OF YOUR HEART...WHAT IT MUST FEEL LIKE TO HEAR THOSE WORDS...DADDY HAS TO GO...

THANKS JOY FOR ANOTHER WONDERFUL WRITE. ANNA
Reviewed by Liana Margiva 5/23/2011
EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!!! VERY SAD POEM.......... Liana Margiva
Reviewed by George Carroll 5/23/2011
Since I fought in it I don't remember the rationing but do remember receiving a tub of bacon while in Germany. Only time I ate bacon while overseas. Heartfelt poem.

George
Reviewed by George Dominguez 5/22/2011
Memories of the war as a child. I was told stories as a kid about food ration stamps and all the things they had to live without. Those were the years that women had to take over the house and get jobs in factories including the shipyard. Very heartfelt Joy. God Bless. George AKA THE WISE OLD OWL.
Reviewed by James Johnston 5/22/2011
Disturbingly poignant memories, so hauntingly relived through your words! Yes, I remember vividly the shortage of tires, gasoline,new cars, metal and most of all, Fathers. Oh,yes, don't forget "Rosie the Riveter's"! Thank you for sharing this heartache from your archives. They are still appropriate for today.
Reviewed by George MacLean Akurunwa 5/22/2011
Wow! Heartfelt. Thanks.
Reviewed by Lyn Anderson (Reader) 5/22/2011
The most touching part....."then it was time"... a phrase so often repeated... beautiful.
Reviewed by Vivian Dawson 5/22/2011
Conjured up your spirit with a sadened, stressful heartbeat...
reading your poem...when you took me there to experience "Daddy's
little girl" from bended knee, and the pain of seperation from
your all consuming love.

Lady Vivian
Reviewed by John Flanagan 5/22/2011
A fine poem from a child's perspective, Joy,
the feeling's true and meaningful
and unfortunately all too real
in a troubled, conflicted world.

John
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 5/22/2011
What a wonderful and sacred child's perspective!
I hope, and it does sound like, he ultimately came back home.
Magnificent poetry!
Christine
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 5/22/2011
Housebreakingly real, Joy. I remember the rationing. All of it. My dad didn't have to go though, he was too old.



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