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

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

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

“The gospel alone is the power of God unto salvation.
Therefore, suffer, yes. Be misunderstood, yes. Be shamed, yes. But do not be ashamed. For the joy set before you, take up your cross, follow Jesus, be shamed and despise the shame!" -- John Piper

Heartbreaking :(

Heartbreaking :(

Sarah Bethany | Wed, 03/15/2017


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