A Price To High

With tears streaming down her face

a mother sits staring at a framed picture

of a young man who answered the call

Wondering… Why my son? …Why my son?

A young boy wearing a U.S. Army cap

valiantly tries to fend off a storm of emotion.

Overtaken by grief he succumbs to the pain.

A down pour of tears flood his once innocent face

as he wrestles with the heart wrenching reality

of his mom never returning home.

A tiny little girl pulls on the dress

of a trembling teary eyed lady dressed in black

standing next to a flag draped coffin

Asking… Where’s daddy mommy?  …Where’s daddy?

A proud Vietnam War veteran

with tears steadily filling his eyes

and a crippling wound to his heart

shakily stands up on one prosthetic limb

to offer one final salute to his fallen son.

With a hand above his brow he utters the words:

A price to high Semper Fi.

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I have been writing quite a number of years. I have been published numerous times and I have won several writing awards throughout the years. I won one for poetry just last year from a state contest through my college, the College of Central Florida. I graduated Magna Cum Laude from that same college in 2015 with a degree in Mass Communications. I now have a BA in Psychology from Saint Leo University and I am working on a Masters in Forensic Psychology at SNHU.

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