Thursday, July 28 2011 @ 05:12 PM MST
Contributed by: Keystone
My son is a soldier
I can reveal this with pride
(the fear is hidden just below the surface, I confide).
He's a real American hero
Who believes in democracy
(yet there is an inner whisper that wants him here with me).
I am honored to be his mother
I brag of him through the day
(but I can't help but wonder if there isn't a better way?).
My son is a strong, brave soldier
Who says he's prepared to die
(he's not aware of the late night hours that I just sit and cry).
I wear a ribbon and a flag
Upon my collar every day
(but alone at night, I bow my head, for my baby boy I pray.).
I have no idea who the author of this poem is but I found it on another military mom's blog page and wanted to share it. It is a pretty close expression of my feelings and I am sure many other military parents in the U.S.