My dreams for you were not your dreams
you dreamed of a different kind of team
how hard your worked to make me see
my eyes finally open it's clearer to me
how did I not know what was inside my boy
a silent warrior waiting to escape
the sea and duty calling your fate
combat boots in place of soccer cleats
Honor, Courage, Commitment you now seek
who is this man that replaced my boy
your quiet ambition will take you far
strength has made you who you are
my worries and fear they are very real
I won't let them overshadow the pride I feel
I now see the man who replaced my boy
"All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on."
Henry Ellis
Henry Ellis
September 10, 2007
A Mother's Confession
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7 comments:
Very nice, Shelly!
Wow Shelly! That is just beautiful! Thank you for sharing that.
Shelly,
As tears stream down my face,
I am picturing your son, walking across a soccer field with his friends laughing, carrying a soccer ball after a game and then as the the moment progresses to one of him, very serious, in uniform with his fellow comrades, his mother watching from the side with tears in her eyes.....tears of pride mixed with fear of the unknown....
A very vividly descriptive and beautiful poem....I can feel the pride you have for him in your words....I'd love to post it under my poems on my blog.
~ASW
A soldier's wife,
Thanks for the lovely comments.. Of course you can add them to your poems, it would be an honor.
Thanks Claire and Buck.. I don't usually write stuff like that, it just was in me and needed to get out...
Shelly
A beautiful poem, thanks for sharing.
Wow, that was really great.
Great poem....our oldest just joined the Navy in the summer.
Thank you for sharing.
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