Soldier Boys

Pauline Breeze, Contributor

Photo courtesy Kootenai Brown Pioneer Village

Mother in her kitchen son's coffee she does pour,
A saddened day for everyone, another off to war.
Who will care for all his needs he is going far away
The work he will be doing is hard with little pay.
Why must lives be sacrificed for medals to be worn
Bodies dying everywhere while others being born.
Whistle blows his train arrives the platform now turns silent,
Soldier Boy is going where the land and skies are violent.


Mother’s heart is breaking and holds him very tight,
She promises to pray for him morning, noon, and night.
The train begins to move on and the pain in Mother's eyes,
Are memories to a Soldier Boy praying not to die
He lands upon the beaches and runs with all his might,
Shells are flying everywhere and bodies weak with fright.
At home, Dear mother's crying she feels that something's wrong,
Please God bring back my baby to my arms where he belongs.


Mother's child is wounded and his body now impaired,
She dream's of Angels holding him, his life shall not be spared.
God’s tunnel warm and cozy a very welcome sight,
A friend is waving to him beyond the Golden light.
Wait for me, I shall be back, I need to visit Mother,
Walking down the misty trail he meets up with big brother,
The brothers laugh and jump for joy, so glad to be together,
Skies are clear and silenced now from war and stormy weather.

Gates appear beyond the hill, the trail now fades away,
They look into each others eyes, shake hands and go their way.
Postman brings a letter, Mother scurries to the gate,
Soldier boy is coming home but War was his worst fate.
The train arrives her son is home and silence it shall be.
His maker called and took him home to brother and to be free.
Not a word was spoken she lays her son to rest,
She knows the Lord that called her boys
Has taken the very best.