I never thought I would be writing something like this. Not in my lifetime. my son is in Iraq and will be gone for 6 months, I understand why he is there and believe it or not I support him 101%.
Today I recieved photos from him that were just truely unbeleavable. He has seen things in his 2 yrs that he has been serving that I could only imagine or see on t.v. It pains me to know that he is going through this for "US". I don't mean just the U.S.A.
I look at the conditions over there from these photos and thank God and our men and women who are there that we don't live like that. To all those Soldiers there who need our prayers and our support, may there never be someone as hateful in this country to do the things they do there. The U.S Soldiers are fighting for OUR Freedom and DAMN IT I entend to support them.
So this poem I write is to my SON and his fellow MEN!
My Son a PROUD Sailor
I am your mother,you are my son.
I watched you as the time went on.
Almost overnight you became a man.
You said you joined the Navy to protect our
land.
You said it was your job now, gave me a kiss
on my cheek and left in a hurry.
You and your platoon packed up and left, all
we could do was watch and worry.
You called to say "I love you" and I should
get a letter today, you sounded so far away.
You said your a man now and I did a good job.
Your proud to serve our country and the RED,
WHITE, and BLUE.
I hung up the phone after a few I love you's.
My eyes full of tears, my heart full of fears.
I got the mail today, a letter from the U.S
Navy, informing me my son was serving in Iraq.
My heart sank and the tears flowed with the
feeling of worry. that you wouldn't come back.
I relized after finishing the letter,
My son was a man and a US Soldier.
