James, My Love
he looked like any
other one person
as he ducked inside
the car which his
dad drove
no one could tell
by looking that he
was a lad and now
a man that had
served his time
well
he grew up this last
seven years and he
had a lot of loving
and making up to
do
his mind was so buzzing
that he could hardly
pay attention to any
questions or talk
going on around him
how had he done it
when so many others
were probably not
ever coming home
for any lengths of
time?
but he knew he could
make it now; i knew
it too
i don't know how he
did it, but he did
i'm seeing him in
my minds eye now
i hope you can see
him too
there he is off to
his future as he once
was a boy off to
school
i knew he could do
anything now
for i had always
believed in him
my eyes are crying
without permission
and i am so very
proud
for you see
i am his mother
Copyright © Janetta Harrington | Year Posted 2009
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