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Little Man
by Janna Hill

Sunday, January 15, 2012
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It’s time to go to bed little man
Cover up your head little man
I’ll see you when the sun breaks in the morn
 
Say your prayers and close your eyes
I’ve locked the monsters all outside
She’d sang those words to him since he was born
 
He grew to be a brave young lad
And followed after dear ole dad
Beneath a flag of pride his oath was sworn
 
They brought him home in silk lined wood
And all around him soldiers stood
While Butterfield’s Lullaby played on the horn
 
It’s time to go ahead little man
I know that you weren’t scared little man
My heart breaks I can’t see you and I mourn
 
I’ve said my prayers for your closed eyes
I’ve tucked my feelings deep inside
She sang into a folded flag of thorns
 
 
© janna hill _jrh January 15, 2011
 
 

 


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Reviewed by Emile Tubiana 12/29/2012
Dear Janna Hill, Very well expressed and moving. Life is not easy to understand, but it reveals itself to us little by little, from inside. Thank you for sharing, Love Emile
Reviewed by Andy Turner 1/19/2012
This pierces the heart.
Such agony when the MOD say: In this pine overcoat, find inclosed, one son, one medal and a note to say he won.
A parents nightmare after years of nurturing and hope. xx
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 1/19/2012
Deeply moving and personal words to express every grieving mother's lament, Janna, reflecting that same strength and self-sacrificing love attributed to the son. This tears at the heart - especially as it must be the real experience of so many in our war-stricken world. Bless you for this. xx
Reviewed by Z McClure 1/19/2012
The little guy died fighting other little guys who were fighting monsters on the 'other side'. And all the mother's of all the wars there ever were sat all alone and cried. Meanwhile, the politicians spent their retirement years counting their profit and smugly smiling.
Sad story in your poem well told...
Z.B.McClure
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 1/18/2012
So sad, Janna; and yet you express a theme that is universal and timeless in this life/world. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 1/17/2012
Your song of loss and compassion is so tangible to the heart, Janna!
So far-reaching ~
Reviewed by Vivian Dawson 1/16/2012
So very personal is your poem *Janna*
from this grandmother who is sharing
a grandson with our country currently
in Afghanistan...thank You for the deep,
deep emotion that I felt reading it!!!!

Lady Vivian
Reviewed by jude forese 1/16/2012
This poem achieves its objective in expressing a deep sense of sadness ...
Reviewed by Douglas Bentley 1/16/2012
Very sadly and personally written. I agree with Jerry about the last line.

db
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 1/16/2012
This is heartbreaking. I hope it is one of your perceived memories rather than one of your own.

Ron
Reviewed by Lonnie Hicks 1/16/2012
Oh'the heart ache and the courage both come through...
Reviewed by D. Vaineo 1/16/2012
Men still go off to war and die...sometimes wars have no causes and people become disillusioned and asking why. Excellent Janna!

Always,
Deborah
Reviewed by Joyce Bell 1/16/2012
A PROFOUND WORK...THAT TOUCHES THE HEART OF EVERY MOTHER WHO HAS A SON...LIVING OR DEAD. I WILL KEEP THIS AND THANK YOU, JANNA, FOR SHARING IT. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 1/16/2012
So very tragic for far too many mothers!!!Heartfelt write, Janna!!!

Anna
Reviewed by Terry Rizzuti 1/16/2012
Great poem, Janna, I commend you.
Reviewed by Linda Hill 1/16/2012
Jan,
Deeply powerful poetry, sad and heartfelt.

Many blessings
~Linda
Reviewed by Amber Moonstone 1/16/2012
Janna, this is both sadly beautiful, you have penned a very deeply moving poem. I liked how you ended this poem "folded flag of thorns". very descriptive and emotive.

Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Reviewed by Richard King 1/16/2012
Janna, this one is so touching. It really jerks at the heart. Ditto to Morgan's comment. Dick
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton 1/16/2012
Love the "folded flag of thorns," Janna. Liked the whole poem, but you really broke it off to the quick with that last line.
Reviewed by Morgan McFinn 1/16/2012

Janna, this is a wonderful and heartfelt poem. But, never mind that. Please tell me and tell soon that it is not about your son or some young man whom you were close to. Because if it is I will feel absolutely miserable!
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 1/16/2012
So powerfully sad.
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