I'm absolutely thrilled to bits that I poem I wrote when my amazing middle child was on deployment overseas, has been selected for inclusion in the 100 Years From Gallipoli Poetry Project Exhibition. A date has yet to be set for the exhibition which will initially be shown in Tasmania and New Zealand. For information about the project, please head to www.ozzywriters.com and follow the links.
In the meantime, here is the poem. I think I wrote it when I was having a particularly difficult and emotional day, (worrying over my 6' 4" son! - but hey, I'm a Mother!). This poem was a stream of consciousness which I wrote down - and then had a good blub. Anyway, here it is. I called it 'So Young.'
You're my son - they can't have you.
They don't know you; the little boy who used to help me water the plants.
They want to harm you, to kill your uniform.
Do you know why you're there?
You sound the same - funny, quirky, loving.
Don't let them change you.
Come back safe my darling;
Come back and be the same.
If only you could.
You'll be a different boy now.
What have you seen?
I wanted to hold you, so you wouldn't have to see.
You want it though; you have a driven heart and a spirit too big for them.
You are bigger than any of it.
So learn from it, don't let it change you.
Remember us, be strong. I love you.
And some months down the track........home safe. I couldn't let go!
Hi - and welcome to my blog! I write women's fiction and short stories. Proud to call myself a Welsh Australian (Waussie!) I live in beautiful Brisbane and write full time.