Hi Mom; Remember me? tisuue warning

poem in tiercets iambic tetrameter

Hi Mom; Remember me.

 

Tissue warning.

 

Her eyes abrim with unshed tears

She tries her best to hide her fears.

But tells her beads compulsively.

 

Her soldier son a fighting man.

Is serving in Afghanistan.

She prays for him continuously.

 

She prays he will soon be home again

And bring an ending to the pain.

She cannot hide effectively.

 

But those of us who love her know

She is prepared to undergo

Her sufferings stoically.

 

It is her choice to hide her fears

It is her choice to hold back tears.

So we pretend we cannot see.

 

It is our choice to show respect

We know she’s trying to protect

us from sharing in her misery

but we have a secret too

We know her soldier son is due
to land almost immediately.

 

 

 

But he swore us to secrecy

Though we agreed reluctantly

We will stay with her until we see.

 

Him say “ Hi Mom remember me.”

The she will let her tears flow free

 whilst she is smiling joyfully.

 

 

Sunday, 22 January 2012

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