Another Mother's Son
I put my hands on another mother's son today,
Held his face between my two hands.
Looked into his eyes and said it would be okay,
Though I could feel that he didn't believe me.
I put my hands on another mother's son today,
His face turned ashen between my hands,
His fear and sadness so evident,
And he thinks this all might just be his fault,
He's been told that so often, what else would he believe"
I put my hands on another mother's son today,
His brown eyes soft, his mouth in a pout,
He said, "I can't go, they will know the truth."
"Won't that be good," I said, "to get it off your chest?"
The silent shrug of his shoulders said it all.
God bless you,
Kathy
hug
Kathy
God Bless
Luke
Love never hurt anyone
an enjoyable write Karen
Love & peace be with you
William
Regis
I was always overjoyed when I seen the light in children's eyes. And heartsick when that light was snuffed out. Sad that our children are not allowed to be children.... thank you for sharing this... *sniff*
In Spirit,
Bear
Georg