Wanda Schofield Poet I do not know?

This Is My Son

WHEN YOU WALK ON GREEN GRASS IN AMERICAN MY SON IS NOT,WHEN YOU GO TO WORK 
EVERYDAY MY SON WORKING 24 HR A DAY, WHEN YOU GO TO SEE YOUR FAMILY MY SON IS 
NOT SEEING HIS, WHEN YOU ARE FREE IN AMERICAN MY SON IS NOT, WHEN YOU LIVE 
YOUR LIFE EVERYDAY MY SON WONDERING IF HE IS GOING TO LIVE, SEE MY SON IS A 
MARINE FIGHTING FOR YOUR FREEDOM, THIS IS MY SON

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 29, 2010 at 1:04 PM Welcome to Poetry Soup... very creative write and I understand so much as my youngest of four sons is doing his tour in Iraq in the Air Force... we know how isolated they are being so far from home... we appreciate their loyal service and pray for their safe return and an END finally to the blood shed... with luv..