THE VISIT

 

 

 

THE VISIT

 

He was all she had…

 her smile,

her treasured gift,

her joy and pride

And they want me to visit her home

and tell her that he died

They want me to verbally suffocate her spirit

and shatter her motherly heart

They want me to report of his untimely demise

and tear her world eternally apart

To rob her and rape her

of her joy for the rest of her days

In telling her that her favorite child,

her youngest son,

�" died viciously �"

on his 20^th birthday

 

 

 

I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, "Mother, what was war?" ~Eve Merriam

 

 

 

 

Tara S. Gause 

© 2007

All Rights Reserved

Author's Note

**This poem was written from the voice of Military personnel.

Please keep our soldiers and their families in your daily prayers. Thank you.

Reviews

[forLOVEforLOSS]

Wow, thats all i can say.

It was beautiful in its pain and misery,

although i have been lucky enough to not have any of my family die in the war,

i know many other who have.

Saddness seems webbed in this poem,

causing it to be strong.

Beautifully put and stated, keep up the artistic work,

Love is chocolate,

~forLOVEforLOSS~

[Chris Willits]

I respect this poem. Even though I don't think Bush is to blame for his death. You blame the person who killed him.