THE WAY OF TUGS- FOR MY SON
Remember the days, of innocent ways, you thought would never end?
I remember the time, when you were all mine, and we would play pretend
We'd build our castle in the sky, and you were a knight of old
Or dive into the ocean deep, imagining it cold
Remember when you thought I knew the answer to all your questions?
We'd talk about THIS-THAT-AND-THOSE, avoiding schoolish lessons
Remember the songs, we'd sing at dinner, while everything grew cold?
And when you took off with your friends into the woods so bold?
You knew no fear, my little one, life was your adventure
Your heart was open to the world, I shared with you tho censored
I guess you don't remember things, the way I do today
But thats OK, because your grown, and see things your own way
But now that you are leaving, these memories tug at me
And make me wonder where times gone....And what is yet to be
I love you MY son
Please say a prayer for peace.
My son is off to the Afghanistan Tomrrow
(If you child wants to enlist......DON'T LET THEM!)
Tommy
My heart and prayers go out to you and your son...a beautiful and powerful write!
Robert
I'll pray for his safe homecoming....All too soon he will be back home saying! Hey Mum whats's to eat.....I'm hungry!! ;)
Wonderful, heartfelt poem.......ty, Dani
Jack
Although I know it's going to be hard on you to watch him pack away his childhood and be off to places such as Afghanistan, he at the same time is unpacking his adulthood. I realize that doesn't make it any easier on Mom!
When you said " If your child want to enlist, Don't let them" well, in all reality we both know if they really want to, we can't stop them, we can only try and make them see things from our point of view.
My point of view is that he could have been out on the streets daring life in a drive by shooting..but instead he has chosen to defend his country. And You.
This is a most touching write Anita. You've raised a good Son..
Lisa
Debashish
May God be with both of you!!
Love Tinka
a Mother's love. You will be with him in this no matter where he
goes. I am praying. (Check last stanza "you're grown. . .)
Hugs to your son, and all your family. Vicky
goes out to you!It has to be a very emotional time for
you. I'll keep you, and especially your son, in thoughts
and prayers.
he will be in my prayers
as other memenbers of my own
William ....Love & Peace
This is just stunning poetry. Your words are so very heart touching,
I can only imagine how difficult this is for you. I will hold your son close in thought and prayer, as I will his mom.
Hugs
Love, Sheila
God be with you and keep you strong!
a thousand (((((((HUGS)))))))) and a thousand prayers--beautiful, powerful poem you've written with a mother's tears
it's fine upstanding citizens like our sons and daughters, fathers and mothers, in the military who are my heroes. they choose to enlist and face fear head on and i cannot thank them enough for their courage, and for preserving our freedom.
i pray for you courage, and salute you for being a military mom. that takes a whole new brand of courage.
i will pray for his safe return (what's his name?) and for strength for the journey for you. if you EVER need to write, lady a, i'm as close as the message board--i will answer. :) (((((((HUGS)))))))
and more (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(
*tears*
our men out there..but then it is not my son
but yours and my heart goes out to you sweet
lady...I will continue to pray for him until
he is home safe....I know the fear in your heart...
Love to you...floria
Aff' is a lot safer now, be blessed not Iraq.
Thanks for eye test....
love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :( >tears <
heartbreaking write!