All I talked about was you The months before you were home Not a call or a text, but on facebook I find out your home like everyone else
She got the surprise A hug she could not even give I'd given you hugs and kisses And said I'm so proud and cry
I know you never meant to hurt me But that night I cried like a baby A mother needs to know she's loved Just like a son needs to be proud of
I wanted to know when you'd be home So I could arrange some time to spend You could not give me that Yet it was the night before you left
You still haven't changed Still avoiding situations Like not knowing how to tell people You just want to hang with friends
But I'm YOUR MOM dammit I think I have the right To see you more than once The 2 weeks you're home from Kuwait
Maybe I wasn't a good mom Is this really what you think But you won't tell me Cause you'll avoid that just the same
She texted me to let me know you'd be home So I called and texted, I'm home on facebook you said Yet no reply I got
Your actions speak louder Than the few words you say I see where I stand In your small world you stay
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
My Son coming from leave from the Army for the first time. His Step Mom got the video surprise on Utube, I found out he was home on facebook like everybody else... I cried for days...