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My Son Is Home

One of the taken three, Has returned home to me. Five years he has been gone So some days he is still withdrawn. I am happy to have him here, I no longer have the fear, That he will not be free As he is home with me. There are new journeys to be had. He will triumph though, like a good lad. He is, after all, my son, He will have his victory in the long run. Of him, I am very proud, This emotion is allowed. He is now a young man Moving on with his plan. He is enrolled and going to school, Where he will shine and rule. My son will show them all How well he can stand tall. © Kristy De La Keur Scoville

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 10/11/2010 9:29:00 AM
Good to know that you have your son home..I suppose from military action..Those emotions can indicate Shell Shock or Post Tramatic Disorder..Some soldiers have that problem in war time..I hope not in your son's case...Maybe just having to adjust back to civilian life..Sara
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Date: 8/26/2010 11:00:00 AM
nice poetry, much enjoyed
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