=?UNKNOWN?Q?Veteran=92s?= Day Poem, #37

[Brooke Rowe <global-national-security@pacbell.net>]

Veteran’s Day Poem, #37

Fallen Korean War soldier's mother (now passed on)
GOLD STAR MOTHER

There's a faraway look in her eyes today,
As she thinks of the boy who marched away,
She thinks of him as she saw him last,
And a hundred memories come from the past.

She remembers him as he looked in his cradle,
And the first time he sat up at the table,
As he waved goodbye, when he started to school,
To learn his three R's and the Golden Rule.

Can we count the mothers who through the past,
Have sent their boys away with a smile,
Saving the tears till they're home again,
Praying, "Please, God, no more wars for awhile."

And so we mothers must give our sons
As Mary did long ago for Thee,
Because the most precious thing they live and die for
Is just the right to be free.

I am sure that the Master will hold out His Hand
To the boy who gave his all,
And they both will stand by the Golden Gate
When a Gold Star Mother answers His call.

(For Daniel Julius Eng)
By Idella S. Eng
A GOLD STAR MOTHER
Midland, South Dakota, 1955

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