The tears run down my face
Because my child will no longer
be sitting at his place.
He was coming home from war the war,
for rest and relaxation they say.
But he never made it out,
they took his life today.
My life must go on,
but I don’t know how it can.
Today they took my child,
they took away my young man.
Oh GOD, hear me cry out,
please take away my pain.
LORD will you tell me,
my son did not die in vain.
Tonight I sit at home,
my heart bursting from my chest.
Tomorrow my son will be home,
Tomorrow my son will be at rest.

Kimberly York
Cleveland,GA.

















When You Were Little

When you were a little boy I always held your hand.
I held your hand to help your little legs up the       porch steps.
To protect and shield you when we crossed the street.
I’d grab onto your hand in a crowd so I wouldn’t lose you.
I’d grab your hand to lift you when you fell, or going through the haunted house or
scary ride in the amusement park.
I held your hand to help you to help you on to the bus that first day of school and
when you came home I reached out my hand and helped you off.
I held your hand while you laid in a hospital bed sick.
I held your hand when we would take walks in the park.
Even through your teenage years (although not cool),   
when you were down I’d hold your hand to
assure you everything will be alright.
Now you’re a soldier, so far away,
and I can’t hold your hand- I must let go-
but always know son that when I let go,
GOD grabs on.
HE will hold your hand when I cannot.
By: Kimberly York, cleveland. GA













What’s In The Heart Of P.A.M.
(Or Any Proud Military Mom)

The ability to let your child walk out the door with the recruiter.
The patience to wait for those letters from basic and phone calls home.
The pride from seeing that first military uniform picture.
The excitement of that first leave.
The strength to face the unknown.
The courage to send your child into battle.
The love in a woman’s heart for her country.
The friendship of finding other military moms.
The fun of laughing at jokes, eye candy, and kid’s nicknames.
The delight of preparing your Adopt A Soldier box.
The security of knowing that others here understand your feelings.
The power of knowing you can punch a DS out if necessary.
The happiness that comes from discovering nationwide sisters!!!!!

By: Kimberly York - Cleveland, GA.
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