A Soldier’s Mother
When he told me he was leaving,
I cried for a while.
When he told me he was settled,
I sighed and I smiled.
When he told me he was outbound,
I worried for a time.
When they told me he was coming home,
I ached deep inside.
He went where he wanted.
He did what he felt best.
He believed he was right.
How could I protest…
A Thought For Every Word
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