Today is ANZAC Day in Australia, the day we stop, reflect and say thankyou to all those men and women, who have given their life in the service of their country.
I wrote this poem when my twenty-something middle child was on deployment in a war zone overseas. It was a particularly difficult day and since I couldn't call him or see him, I wrote down my thoughts in a stream of consciousness. To our everlasting relief, our son came home safely and it was some years before I found the poem again and showed it to him. Since then, the poem has been accepted into an exhibition to mark next year's centenery of the Gallipoli landings and I'm proud to say that it will be on display under the heading 'Women Behind the War.'
So since it's Anzac Day today, I thought I might share the poem with you. This is for the mums and dads of service men and women everywhere.
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?
What do they tell you?
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.
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.