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[aid] => mick
[title] => Did you wave your son goodbye?
[time] => 2003-11-09 13:12:46
[hometext] => It's Remembrance Sunday here in the UK and I make no apologies for the rerun of this poem albeit with an added verse.
[bodytext] => Did you wave your son goodbye,
Bite your lip, hide teary eye,
Were you proud, warm of heart,
That your child looked so smart,
Not knowing that upon the Somme
His last cried word was "Mom"?
When he slung arms looked so grand,
Marched the generation in wake of band,
Did you realise then, oh the pain,
Of never seeing your only son again,
As he grew into youth through years,
Did you know the reality of your fears?
Have you images of might have been,
Of wedding bells, fresh collar, looking clean,
Do you crave good times yesterday, tomorrow,
While every thought your mind etches sorrow,
Who do you blame because he is not here,
Who took your boy of only nineteen years?
How did he die, bullet, bayonet or shell,
Was the boy brave man, please story tell,
Streets full of mourners all lost sons too,
But was not yours so special just to you,
Were others not tall, elegant and serene,
Perhaps yours the best that has ever been?
Do you feel it not real, only nightmare,
Shiver down your spine, proof he is here,
Does he visit you in dreams day and night,
To tell you that he survived the hell of fight,
You never believe because of pointless war,
The son you will love for ever is no more?
Hold my hand as we inspect the dead,
Here in line the stones names are read,
A million sons died here in endless mud,
Yours and mine gave for nation blood,
At this time be not ashamed of crying eye,
For now you must wave your son goodbye.
And other generations will ply the trade of killing
Ending up in rows grasping their King’s shilling
How many heroes are laid down and dying
Mothers at home, empty, hurt and crying
Count not in the field all those white crosses
Nor ask the generals how great the loss is.
Just remember them.
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Did you wave your son goodbye?
Contributed by
jonteD
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Sunday, 9th November 2003 @ 01:12:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
war
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Did you wave your son goodbye,
Bite your lip, hide teary eye,
Were you proud, warm of heart,
That your child looked so smart,
Not knowing that upon the Somme
His last cried word was "Mom"?
When he slung arms looked so grand,
Marched the generation in wake of band,
Did you realise then, oh the pain,
Of never seeing your only son again,
As he grew into youth through years,
Did you know the reality of your fears?
Have you images of might have been,
Of wedding bells, fresh collar, looking clean,
Do you crave good times yesterday, tomorrow,
While every thought your mind etches sorrow,
Who do you blame because he is not here,
Who took your boy of only nineteen years?
How did he die, bullet, bayonet or shell,
Was the boy brave man, please story tell,
Streets full of mourners all lost sons too,
But was not yours so special just to you,
Were others not tall, elegant and serene,
Perhaps yours the best that has ever been?
Do you feel it not real, only nightmare,
Shiver down your spine, proof he is here,
Does he visit you in dreams day and night,
To tell you that he survived the hell of fight,
You never believe because of pointless war,
The son you will love for ever is no more?
Hold my hand as we inspect the dead,
Here in line the stones names are read,
A million sons died here in endless mud,
Yours and mine gave for nation blood,
At this time be not ashamed of crying eye,
For now you must wave your son goodbye.
And other generations will ply the trade of killing
Ending up in rows grasping their King’s shilling
How many heroes are laid down and dying
Mothers at home, empty, hurt and crying
Count not in the field all those white crosses
Nor ask the generals how great the loss is.
Just remember them.
Copyright ©
jonteD
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Sunday, 9th November 2003 @ 01:54:17 PM AEST
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Awww Jon...you never have to apologise for posting your best poem.... the added verse only complements the magnificence of the precious and touching write....
Hugs,
LL. |
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 10th November 2003 @ 01:15:43 AM AEST
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| This brought tears to my eyes, for i too have one son. That could be my son fighting in a war. this was beautiful really makes you think . Tell your kids you love them and hug them always for you dont know when it will be the last time even if they are big kids. great write . Thank you for a beautiful poem . God Bless |
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by DocPardue on
Sunday, 30th May 2004 @ 11:29:40 PM AEST
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I truely enjoyed your poem...I was the medic in battle who tried to save the many sons I served with. I did a few, but 12 sons, brothers, fathers, friends, lovers, students, didn't make it Home. There are days and nights that I see their faces, some calling for their moms or dads or wife or child before passing on...all I could do was hold them until they passed...today I am a better man, husband, father, son, brother, and friend because of some of these men I called my brothers...today is our memorial day here in the States but for me and others like me...everyday is memorial day.
Doc Pardue
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by TwEeK on
Tuesday, 31st August 2004 @ 05:10:00 AM AEST
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this poem made my eyes fill with tears.
this poem is second best [first has to be In Flanders Fields] for all the men, woman, young, old, Canadian, Irish, American, British and German [the list gose on] who have died, in or because of the war.
thank you for this amazing poem
Tweek |
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by Rxqueen on
Wednesday, 20th October 2004 @ 08:16:08 AM AEST
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| That was an amazing poem. I pray every day my husband doesn't get deployed... |
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by momentoftruth on
Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 02:13:20 PM AEST
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| Very powerful and touching. Beautiful. |
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by Rhymingron on
Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 08:14:14 AM AEST
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| I don't think anyone could read this without shedding a tear. Your beautiful poem should be read by everyone. I hope you will read my poem, "War No More." I listed it as political poetry, because that's what most wars are about. Thanks again for sharing yours. |
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by xtremcalibur on
Thursday, 10th March 2005 @ 07:37:58 AM AEST
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| I am the mother of four sons. Your words ran through me like a knife. I do tell me grown sons how much I love them and hug them when their friends aren't watching. I do think about all those things that you stated in your poem. God Bless You, for you are what real men are made of. Thank you for sharing the beauty of you and all the men both living and passed. |
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Re: Did you wave your son goodbye?
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by jesusofholland on
Sunday, 27th April 2008 @ 11:12:45 AM AEST
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| Everyone in some capacity has felt a loss as a result of war. Though I did not lose a child, I felt a deep connection to your message. I will never forget their sacrifice, or their lives, or their laughs, and I will always, always remember them. Thank you. this poem is so beautiful. |
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