He was almost sixteen now
and couldn't wait to go
She kept him only two more years
Those years were treasured so

At eighteen he went off to war
He wrote her every day
A part of her went with him
That day he went away


She prayed for him each day and night
~~That he'd be coming home to her
She whiled away the lonely hours
And time seemed just a blur.

That dreadful day they told her
that her son had lost his life
her heart almost stopped beating
The news cut like a knife

She sobbed bitter tears for her only child
The pain so hard to bear
She wondered if there would ever be peace
Why there was fighting everywhere.

And when they brought his body home
There were no tears left to cry
They presented her with folded flag
And heard a mournful sigh


When this dreaded day was over And "Taps" began to play
She threw her boy a silent kiss
And slowly walked away

She lives with only memories now
but worth their weight in gold
Remembering~~When he was two, when he was five
when he was ten years old.

Every year she journeys
to The Wall to touch his name
She feels him reaching out to her
She knows he feels her pain

He did what he felt he had to do
Gave his all to keep us free
One more name upon The Wall
of those who died so needlessly.

Rights Reserved--Kacey