Memorial Day Poem For The Mothers of Fallen Heros
We hope everyone had a wonderful Memorial Day yesterday. I have a special poem I wanted to share, for the mothers and fathers who have fallen hero sons and daughters. Please take the time to share this.
The little boy falls; he’s hurt, he cries.
“Mommy, Mommy!” he yells with a groan.
She kisses the pain away, and thinks,
“I love this boy, my baby, my own.”
He grows to be a strapping man,
One of our strongest and our best.
He wants to be a soldier now;
His mother stifles her protest.
A mortal wound brings on his death,
And as he takes his final breath,
“Mommy, Mommy!” the soldier cries,
In the last few moments before he dies.
His mother sits and weeps today;
She cannot kiss this pain away.
All that’s left is a cold gravestone,
As his mother cries, “My son, my own!”
Always her hero, now he’s gone;
He’s the country’s hero from now on.
He chose to fight America’s foe;
She loved him enough to let him go.
She’s grateful for the love they had;
She wonders where the time has flown.
She hears his voice; she sees his smile;
“I love this boy, my baby, my own!”
By Joanna Fuchs
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