Brave Soldier Boy

A Poem By Madalyn Clare // 2/25/2017

Sun sets so low.
Fire lights the sky.
I asked you to come home.
I asked you not to die.

My brave soldier boy,
Fighting for so long.
My little soldier boy,
Please do come home.

When you cried your first
To when you hugged me last,
You’re gone forever and I thirst
So much for the blissful past.

My son, you promised me so firmly
When you were shipped away,
While, so tightly, you hugged me,
That on enemy soil you would not lay.

Two years past, now,
Since that fateful day
Your official told us how
And why, on our window, the golden star lays

My brave soldier boy,
Endless sleep calls you on,
My little soldier boy,
Keep marching Home.


This is beautiful, Clare.

This is beautiful, Clare.

Damaris Ann | Wed, 03/01/2017

My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭55:8-9‬

This was very nicely done--it

This was very nicely done--it made me feel as if I were the mother. And you captured well her pride mingled with her sorrow.

Libby | Tue, 03/14/2017

"Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening,' and then proceed to tell you why it isn’t."

"Oh, I'm sorry...did the middle of my sentence interrupt the beginning of yours?"

"God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble."

Heartbreaking :(

Heartbreaking :(

Sarah Bethany | Wed, 03/15/2017


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