Fallow up TO MY SON by Richard Maxfield 3-30-99 I put my Son on a plane today so many emotions so much to say All I could do is hold Him tight and pry to God he would be all right why do bad kids stay when my Son goes away I was so proud when he joined our boys the ones with all the best killing toys now he has gone to fight against things that are not right Kosovo and Yugoslavia so foreign to me my Son again will I ever see Did I do right to make Him strong did I do right or did I do wrong IN a plane to kill someone else’s Son Oh my God what have I done I remember just like yesterday when all that was important for Him to play How I long for those days when I could make Him come in and stay I would take his place if I could so he could stay home like He should But he grew into a man on his own two legs to stand If not for men like him our freedom lost all our freedom what a cost now all I can do is pray He will come back home some day When you wake and the light of day you see Pray for my son, pray for meBirth sign: Not entered
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