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Soldier's Mother

Come sit weary mama

How can we honor you best?

Sing praises of him or her?

And when all speeches over,

Still you must continue with that longing


Come grace us with your gaze upon these fields of flowers, yes red flowers

We want you to see our fervent need to thank

Giver of lives who would give theirs

Common mothers do not comprehend

How to raise the brave 

How to show what real freedom is

How a baby face with golden locks will crawl

and giggle and look up with sparkling eyes as they suckle

Life eternally precious and trusting


And we the human race

will never get it right or learn from our mistakes

How must we learn to thrive

and still keep trying with what is left

The ultimate punishment will be paid for our naiveté 

Our foolish mistakes

We must keep trying or we will cease


And the soldiers mother understands like no other

how we long to keep our fences high

And they will go on in their tottling bouncing curls 

to devour freedom as though unending

While the brave ones grow alongside

their destinies unknown but hopeful just the same


We thank you not just today but always

Take my hand sweet soldier’s mama

through the field of memories 

when our little ones played in the sun,

red cheeks burned bright 

Rushing to your arms as they Loved to Live  

and Lived to Love so deeply


Thank You Brave mama 

for we could never deem to repay you

S. Hale

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