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Soul touching work, Sinome..
posted by
LizaM
on December 22, 2009 at 8:40 AM
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Sinome
This is a woderful poem you have written for sam, and it has touched me.
posted by
anib
on December 21, 2009 at 7:47 PM
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i got goos bomps reading this
why oh why do we send our young strongest section of society to go die - why oh why do people still feel that war and death and destruction will win them the price. Of course I do understand that we have to defend our freedom, its just that it hurts so deep,.
posted by
Tzippy
on December 21, 2009 at 6:54 PM
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Sinome
I read this and felt my mother's pain for my brother MIke that never came back. Beautifully written luv
posted by
WileyJohn
on December 21, 2009 at 10:25 AM
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such power, such sensitivity....
This is so beautifully written that it must tug on the hearts of anyone who reads it. Bravo, my friend xxxoooooooxxxxxxxx
posted by
lionreign
on December 21, 2009 at 8:48 AM
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This is so moving, that I too got the impression you must be writing from personal experience. Here's hoping that he comes home safely, and that soon everybody else's sons and daughters can get on with living their lives in peace. Thank you for sharing this.
posted by
elinjo
on December 21, 2009 at 6:38 AM
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Sinome, you touched on such truth here that it moves my heart ~
~ yes babes in war - always babes to some Mothers and always children in God's arms. I am praying for the troops - for their families, their father's and their mothers --- May God speed and end - xoxo Elyse
posted by
elysianfields
on December 21, 2009 at 6:33 AM
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Good morning Sinome! I have read this three times now, and it is a fine poem! The thought of my son entering into the war zone frightens me to no end; but, he is doing what he has always wanted to do. He has a great sense of national pride and seeks to make a difference. That's all a parent can ask. But I still wish he packed a brief case instead of an M-16! Sammie loves you! Today it is shopping for the Christmas dinner. Times can get tough but when a person has great friends, the lean times are so much more bearable! And I count you as one of the greatest in my life!
posted by
sam444
on December 21, 2009 at 2:10 AM
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What a wonderful tribute to mothers and their military sons.
My nephew was a marine in Afghanastan in 2004. Each night at 3am I was woke up and told J is fine and J is well. I would call my sister and tell her what I had heard and she would tell me she had recently talked with him and he was. Then one night I saw an explosion. I didn't know if I should tell my sister but I did. She told me his buddy had been in an explosion but a week later my nephew was in a humv and ran over an IED. He was thrown out of the vehicle and his first sargent had sustained a concussion. At first they thought he was dead, then they thought he had lost his arm but he only lost 40% of his tricep. The medics were coming in the same time and the black hawks were going out with his patrol. He was stablilized and in field hospital within 10 minutes. He was then flown to Germany where he called his Mom. He was the one to inform her he was hurt so although she was tramatized, she was relieved that he could call her. He spent 2 months at Bethesda and had extensive surgery to repair his arm. He kept spiking a temp and was taken back to surgery to have his arm reopened and debrided. The morning he was taken back, I had been woken up at 3am to be told Jason needed help. I had to take my daughter's car for an oil change to J father service station. He told me my sister had just called and J had been taken back to surgery. On the way home I kept being told to go to "grandma's".(my Mom). When I walked in the door, I told her J needed our help because he was back in surgery. She said she knew because her sister who had died in 1985 had come to her during the night and told her to help J. She did not know he had been taken into surgery. So I followed the led of my guides and angels and piggy backed J to her after he gave me permission from his higher self and I did as I was instructed. J came home a week later. My aunt had been J babysitter from the time he was a baby until she died and is now his guardian angel. He has worked really hard and is now the physical trainer for the local universities sports teams and has regained the use of his arm. However he has PTSD and he does have difficult times but is surrounded by a loving and understanding family. All he ever wanted to do was be a Marine but he was afraid he would freeze on the battle field and get a fellow Marine killed so he came out in 2005. He has struggled to find another identity and has made great progress.
posted by
skye08
on December 20, 2009 at 10:45 PM
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To lose a son even though he is still alive to worry every day that you may
never see him again, that some terrible thing will happen to him; sons are born to spread their wings and fly and mothers hearts break as they Pray for their dear child's safety.
posted by
Kabu
on December 20, 2009 at 8:20 PM
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You must have experience at sending a son off to war to pen this so magnificently,
so perfectly empathetic. Only a mother could know those feeling so well.
posted by
TAPS.
on December 20, 2009 at 6:57 PM
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So well written as one who has watched a mom, my sister-in-law, say good-bye to a son who is currently serving his third tour in Iraq and a sister, me, who remembers seeing her mom say good bye to her brothers as they left for Vietnam. I felt all the emotions I felt when I kissed by big brothers good bye.
posted by
janey_
on December 20, 2009 at 6:23 PM
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I cannot imagine all the emotions one feels when a child is going off to war. I do believe though that you have captured the essence.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on December 20, 2009 at 5:42 PM
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Beautiful and touching
I am sure your captured many hearts
posted by
Chuck_E_Ibrahim
on December 20, 2009 at 5:21 PM
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Outstanding imagery! I have to do this very soon and it's all true! Love you sweetie, but I must depart the tears are falling. It is tough when a son heads to the war zone, so tough! Love you! sammie
posted by
sam444
on December 20, 2009 at 5:15 PM
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That poem almost made me cry thinking of my sons if they went to war...
posted by
mariposa75
on December 20, 2009 at 5:13 PM
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...war is awful!!! ...awful!! ...insanity! moon
posted by
magic_moon
on December 20, 2009 at 5:13 PM
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it's tough!!!!
posted by
Star5_
on December 20, 2009 at 5:01 PM
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