Sunday, September 29, 2019
green pastures: Gold Star Mothers
green pastures: Gold Star Mothers: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ There is an invisible chain linking us closer today. Links of mothers' hearts across the land. Mothers brought together in th...
Gold Star Mothers
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There is an invisible chain linking us closer today.
Links of mothers' hearts across the land.
Mothers brought together in the throes of tragedy,
of sorrow -
Military moms with sons and daughters who served with their last
breath of air,
Then left this earth's life.
Military moms who got that knock at the door that
broke them like nothing else in life ever could.
"You'll get a knock, not a call," they said,
as they informed us of the new life we entered when
our sons, our daughters took that vow.
We had lived our days, not dwelling on the knock,
not thinking, yet dreading when a thought would cross our mind.
Gold Star Moms across the nation hold a flag,
a folded flag, with life and death engraved in each stitch.
"My son, my daughter," in red, white and blue,
folded and held close to our hearts for all eternity.
We don't all know each other, and yet -
when we meet for the first time,
we greet with hugs and tears.
We know too well,
We walk this road together.
Our lives are changed forever,
we will never be the same.
We can share our hearts,
the stories of our children,
We smile, laugh and cry,
because we understand.
"Its a club no one wants to join."
How well we know it's true.
We're in it for life,
till eternity calls,
And then,
we will take our last breath of air,
and leave this earthly life.
I've no doubt, the pearly gates will be surrounded
by our heroes gone ahead,
who will recognize us all
because of all the stories,
the hugs the tears
we shared.
@diane homm September 29, 2019
There is an invisible chain linking us closer today.
Links of mothers' hearts across the land.
Mothers brought together in the throes of tragedy,
of sorrow -
Military moms with sons and daughters who served with their last
breath of air,
Then left this earth's life.
Military moms who got that knock at the door that
broke them like nothing else in life ever could.
"You'll get a knock, not a call," they said,
as they informed us of the new life we entered when
our sons, our daughters took that vow.
We had lived our days, not dwelling on the knock,
not thinking, yet dreading when a thought would cross our mind.
Gold Star Moms across the nation hold a flag,
a folded flag, with life and death engraved in each stitch.
"My son, my daughter," in red, white and blue,
folded and held close to our hearts for all eternity.
We don't all know each other, and yet -
when we meet for the first time,
we greet with hugs and tears.
We know too well,
We walk this road together.
Our lives are changed forever,
we will never be the same.
We can share our hearts,
the stories of our children,
We smile, laugh and cry,
because we understand.
"Its a club no one wants to join."
How well we know it's true.
We're in it for life,
till eternity calls,
And then,
we will take our last breath of air,
and leave this earthly life.
I've no doubt, the pearly gates will be surrounded
by our heroes gone ahead,
who will recognize us all
because of all the stories,
the hugs the tears
we shared.
@diane homm September 29, 2019
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