My son, the hero

My son is going to afgan soon... just a little insight to how i feel.

 

 

 

I close the curtains against the sun,

don't want the light to shine

on my tear stained face.

It,s been 2 hours,

since last goodbyes,

i send him off

with all my love and grace.

 

Your still my baby boy,

in my broken heart,

although 18 and manly,

worldly wise,

I cant accept the meaning

of this part,

i will hold you firmly,

always in my eyes.

 

As proud a mother feels

inside her soul,

its all you ever wanted

from your life,

but when the one she loves

then leaves the fold,

it only ever feels like

cutting knife.

 

This war is not a war

we,re meant to fight

but the perfect soldier

you were bred to be,

you will never in these months

be out my sight,

i await the day

that you come back to me.

Reviews

[__Flaw__]

Most of us when overwhelmed, write about their parents and the time spent with them and e.t.c...but a very few of us have the time, the need and the courage to let out our emotions and feelings about our children, and when it does come out, its just too deep and touchy to grasp...perhaps we are just too naive to accept sometimes. This is one such poem, that's full of love and moving emotionality.
I hope wherever ur son is, he's doing fine...by the grace of the Lord.

[Windy]

You have written a very moving, sad piece. I don't know how I would deal with my child going off to war, especially as you said "the war is not a war we're meant to fight". May your child return safely and soon, as well as all the others serving our country. Keep writing.....Windy

[she makes me weird]

This is a very personal write. I really enjoyed it...very sad in the sense of knowing someone you love with all of you must leave and you have not control over it. Well written.