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From the window we saw the soldier paper in hand approaching our door Your Mom and I knew before he told us you were dead killed in action I cried son something I never let you see me do I loved you While embraced in your Mothers arms the soldier told us how brave you had been How you pulled four wounded friends to safety and was wounded yourself The soldier told us you stood by those friends fighting off the attack all through the night How you ran out of ammunition near dawn and then used a shovel as a weapon They found you that morning your friends were alive but you were dead What made you stand firm that night son why didn't you run and save yourself I found the answer in the Bible the one the soldier said you always carried John fifteen the thirteenth verse you had underlined in deep blue Greater Love has no one than this---- that one lay down his life for his friends Copyright by Michael McBride Dearest Son: It's been a long and painful road winding back to you. I'm remembering the sorrow I have been going through. Your sudden absence left a hole deep within my heart. I could not accept the thought that we should have to part. I looked for reason and for blame, Now that my life was not the same. My heart, then filled with pain and anger, as I had never known. Searching hard for answers that to me were still unknown. Today, I've stumbled on some truths; that have opened up my eyes. My heart has opened up again to let new love inside. Along came understanding and a willingness to hide, all pain and anger long over due, for a new place to reside. I remember you so fondly, but now can let you go. I find no need to search for blame, and answers I can't know. You'll always have my love with you and yours is here with me; Til that day we're reunited in blissful eternity. Love Mom ~ Author Unknown ~
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