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Soldier's Mom

Written by: Jerry Garcia
                   5/23/2012

MOTHER'S DAY

Ancient mother, in her cushioned chair,
sits by the fireplace with a distant stare.

Swirling smoke forms columns of dreams, 
memories of what had once been.

Amid the haze and fire he appears,
just as he was back so many years.

A soldier- he was, brave and strong,
killed by a bullet from the Viet Cong.

In a place faw away, he had gone,
a mountain top, with a name Khe Sahn.

A battle that lasted months they say...
after winning, we just turned and gave it away.

Actions such as these common to war,
guided by men with silver stars.

Tears now flow. A price that's paid,
as she reads his card from second grade.
 

-day 153


Comments

  1. parang I love you this big lang hehe

    :))

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  2. This is sad and touching at the same time.

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  3. love reading this and how they rhyme! amazing! xx

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  4. the poem is very heartbreaking.
    i'm not yet a parent, but i think it really pains parents to see their children go before them because it's supposed to be the children who'd bury the parents, etc. :(

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  5. It's both sad and sweet. Most moms don't want their children to be soldiers because of the risk. But really, if you love your child and you know that your child will become happy to reach his dream of becoming a soldier, there's nothing much a mom could do but give her support.

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  6. The cute picture makes the poem lighter than its meaning
    yet brighter than its sound.

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  7. The poem is touchy. Jerry Garcia is a good poet.

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  8. I don't want any of my kids to be a soldier BUT, I'll support them even if they disagree on this.

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