Holding Back His Tears

Holding back his tears
In front of him, a soldier kneels
As the mourners look on saddened
Inside the little boy feels

To grow up without his father
As he grows up without his friend
To play ball with him in the park
When he needs him, so much to depend

To be there through out his school life
To make him oh so proud
But not to be there when he graduates
Clapping and shouting out loud

To be there when he gets married
Be a grandfather to his kids
At his fathers funeral he attends
His life in battle rid

In front the soldier kneels
Holding the Stars and Stripes
Presenting it to the little boy
Holding back his tears, from his eyes




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Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 11:25 AM
sad... but this happens still until this day... the picture is so vulnerable..
Fraser Avatar
October 15, 2014 at 12:19 PM
So true Olive, so true, and so sad, James :(
Sweetheart Avatar
February 24, 2010 at 3:15 PM
Oh so sad ..but your rhyme is perfect.. a sad tale .. u painted a visual picture James.. thankxxx. luv.."Sweetheart"
Devonshire Avatar
February 23, 2010 at 4:36 PM
We can see this sad event unfolding so tenderly through your words, James. How sad to think of all the little boys whose fathers never see them graduate, get married or live to be grandfathers. Magnificent work! Love, Carolyn
Anderson Avatar
February 23, 2010 at 2:26 PM
This is a deeply sad write, James. These haunting images are so familiar in our world today. Some politician, I think it was Churchill, once said that WWII was the war to end all wars, but not so. Wars are increasing. All useless-it changes nothing except it's like pouring gasoline on a fire pit. ..... Jimmy
Chircop Avatar
February 23, 2010 at 2:25 PM
Now ,Im holding up my tears James..touching,and this is not fiction for certain kids.and it breaks my heart....sad indeed..it is..Charma
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