In my bedroom I stand,
from the news I had ran.
Sobs welling deep within.
Fear oozes from every pore.
My heart shattered,
thoughts dwelling,
on the son who has gone to war.
Bombed dining room in Iraq.
Could my son be in the wreck?
Is he safe? Wounded?
God forbid! Is he dead?
God help! Let him be safe.
Hours waiting for news.
War does not just affect the soldier,
but, the family at home that waits.
Hours pass without hearing.
Is he safe? I have not heard.
Fears death grip gnaws
at my soul once again..
Finally - news all is well,
by one hour he was missed.
Just one hour kept him safe,
my heart is full of bliss.
Thank you God for this one miss.
Thankful - my son is safe.
Guilty - my son is safe.
Pain fills my heart for someones son;
who the bomb did not miss.
Mixed emotions my heritage.
My son lived; while their son died.
This war will it ever end?
PLEASE GOD, KEEP THEM SAFE.
WRAP A SHIELD AROUND EACH ONE.
BRING THEM ALL HOME SAFE,
WHEN THIS WAR IS FINALLY DONE.
© joyce Ingebritson
Author notes
This poem is dedicated to my son - Sgt.(IG) Reuben Ingebritson. Always stay safe!!!!
my son was scheduled to eat in this dining room one hour after the bomb went off
Sceduled to return to Iraq in October.
Please tell me what you think
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wow this made me tear up a bit... because its sad i mean the emotions he made it out and then you realize but someone else didnt and you feel guilty yet happy-i dont know of this yet-my friends have been lucky enough to be stationed in less action camps and other countried-one day i know i'll get to feel this personally. I also plan to join after college and it makes me reallize a little more that this will affect the my family a lot-i just hope they have the strength to get through it like i will. thanx for entering & good luck!
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wow this made me tear up a bit... because its sad i mean the emotions he made it out and then you realize but someone else didnt and you feel guilty yet happy-i dont know of this yet-my friends have been lucky enough to be stationed in less action camps and other countried-one day i know i'll get to feel this personally. I also plan to join after college and it makes me reallize a little more that this will affect the my family a lot-i just hope they have the strength to get through it like i will. thanx for entering & good luck!
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A heart wrenching piece. I can't imagine the anxiety of constantly worrying about your son. Awesome write. I will keep your son in my prayers. Thank you for the entry in my contest.
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THIS IS AN EXQUISITE PIECE. My dear friend my joy goes to you about the news of your sons safety. And prayers to those who now sit with the Father. This piece shows of the turmoil you must feel everytime you get the news of his safe being and the news of those who did not make it. Never feel joy that he is safe and others not. You are his Mother and it is only right you should be glad. The Father knows what yoour heart feels and will forgive you.
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I liked this, it was good. This is exactly something that everyone thinks of when they hear news of a bomb being dropped somewhere in the world while a war is going on. Thank-you for sharing this with us. ♥
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This is beautiful. I'm happy for you that your son is safe. I love the writing style of this poem.
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I'm glad your son is ok and I hope he makes it home, but it is war and people will die and there is nothing we can do. Just pray for a safe arrival.
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thank you for your comment. I agree, however, I wish it were not so. I am praying.
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This just wrenches my heart for you and for your son, will anything ever be the same as before he went. The world seems to change day by day but the safe and good things we remember are harder to recall. I do so hope he comes home to you. Peace and light to you.
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Hope
You are right. My son has seen so much. He went in a child and was forced into being a man. I am proud of him. But, live in fear each day. Maybe soon we can again get back to some sense of normal. Thank you for your comment.
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tears welled up in my eyes I was there that days and felt your pain as well as my own. well said.
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ok sis now I want cry
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