More of Mom's writings

As the dusk comes to settle,
the shadows merging as one.
Before you know it,
twilight falls upon us.
Gripping the earth in a cold winters grasp,
never knowing who will last.
Maybe no one,
maybe just a few.
With all God's blessings to see first light morning dew.

11-11-1999




The fear and tears are just below the surface.
The fear that you are about to leave, never to return.
The tears are there waiting to be shed when you are gone.
The emptiness they leave is like a hole that burns all the way through my being.
The pain is so intense it seems to numb me all over.
Happiness is fading, for the fears and tears are just below the surface.

8-15-1990





They call him by name,
there is no response.
The body intact, the mind gone.
Lost in the jungles of Vietnam.
He sees her face with bright shiny smile, no sign of memory of love gone by.
The mans body is back, the mind gone forever.
This is all they left of their love, so true.
The heat soaked days,
fire bomb nights is all he knows forever more.
No more love and safety, only fear and hate.
The man she loved locked behind the gate of a war torn soldier no one wants to celebrate.

7-29-1990