A dresser with lace,
holding the photograph in a frame,
means more to her now,
more than last year, or the year before,
she does not want to forget,
his face.
He was so young then,
what would he look like now,
if he had survived?
Would he be married with children?
She would weep a little bit more today,
when she heard the music,
saw the flag,
echoes of gunfire in her mind,
Vietnam.
She didn’t care about the politics,
as she wept,
she just wanted,
her son back.
Note: Please pray for all those that have died in war, and their families.
Blessings to everyone and PEACE!
“If you love nature, you will love people.”
Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree
image from google
Rivers Renewed 
Parents see the kid not the warrior! They don’t give anything on honor and patriotism.
SO true! Thank you Erika. Peace and blessings my friend.
Same to you. Have a good day, Nicodemas!
Oh, made me cry. Thank you for posting~
Thank you Cindy for reading. Yes it is sad. Blessings and peace to you.
A sad memory
Yes Yoshiko, war does that though. Thank you my friend for your comment. Peace to you, and blessings.
Welcome, peace and blessings to you.
love
Thank you Sharmishtha.