On the forefront of war the smoke was never cleared
and so he disappeared
With his artillary of dedication
Like others who have went missing
A hopeless prayer
Called out to God in a terrible dark night
We thought the world would end
Tall he was
Young
Rejuvenated
Handsome
A Solomons Song
Naive to liberation
In the hot desert
Tears swallowed in a blameless stain
Innocent
A mothers heart
A fathers name
America where's your banner
And so in a singled filed line
They salute their broken dreams
and their untuned song
then......the smoke cleared
there lay her son.....
there lay her only begotten son
the only hope that his life brought her
there lay her son!!!
Underneath a banner he never lived to raise
Sis I love this poem it almost made me cry. I had to reread it to figure it out. You know poetry is what we do in our family. Keep up the good work sis. I love you with all my heart and soul. kiss the kids and bro in law hello. Hugs and kisses I am crying now cause I miss you.
YOU DID THIS ONE SIS. I KNOW BUT NOT ONLY WITH SONS THEIR ARE MOTHERS DAUGHTERS WHO GO OUT TO FIGHT IN THE WAR ALSO. IF YOU HAVE ONLY ONE CHILD THAT IS A MOTHERS BURDEN TO BARE. I LOVE THIS POEM. LOVE YA