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Comment by RTCsmominnyc on November 20, 2015 at 9:44pm

Trying to find 'The Silent Soldier'. It starts like this:

I wear no uniform, no blues or greens,

But I am in the military, in the ranks rarely seen.

I have no rank upon my shoulder.....

Anyone know where I can find this one?

TY, RTCsmominnyc

Comment by whitnec on March 16, 2014 at 2:07am

I am looking for a poem called "the box"...I have a friend whose son is headed the bootcamp and would really like to share it with her...

Comment by mama5r-ship 14 Div 343 on October 22, 2012 at 1:22pm

See you later By Amy Hernandez

Huge hugs, lots of pictures, 2 meals at Mcdonalds, minutes are ticking by,

Can’t think about the clock, or I for sure would start to cry.

 

Time for the airport, tons of young men in khakis, with duffles and backpacks,

Waiting to go to where their next phase of life is at.

 

I just listen to him talk, loving that familiar laugh and the expressions on his face,

Why do the clocks run so fast in this place???

 

Rylee, Reagan, Rosi, Rustin all wanting time with their brother,

Seeing them all 5 together again such a JOY for this mother.

 

He looks at the clock, stands, begins grabbing bags…….NO!

Has the time already ended, Can it be time for him to go???

 

More Hugs & kisses, a prayer together and ‘I love you’s’ ..…so many!

The pain of watching him walk away cannot be compared to any.

 

1 last wave, be brave, straight face, I have to try,

He told me it’s harder for him when I cry.

This part at the airport, so wonderful, so hard, tears can’t flow!

NO goodbyes!  Just say, ‘See you later’ as I watch him go!

I love you Res!                    

Comment by mama5r-ship 14 Div 343 on October 22, 2012 at 1:19pm

I see the one that is Mine (for Res)

 

I’m finally here, sitting, waiting…… breathe!  Watching every face,  How can so much anticipation be contained in just one place,

Uniforms all around, Flags hanging with such pride, shoulders back, hands salute, looking eye to eye

The music gets louder and the doors rise up, my heart skips a beat, I look at each face, searching for those eyes, as warm tears down my face streak.

At first I don’t see, they all blend together, but I search each face in every line. Then in a moment I cannot possibly describe……. I see the one that is mine. 

Such love fills my heart, blended with pride and longing, you see I have missed that face for a while.  I wonder if he’s changed, if he’ll seem different to me after this 8 week trial.

I think of his papaw, how proud he would be.  Oh, I wish that he could be here, to see what I see, this tall man in uniform that I can’t believe is finally so near.

As I stare at him I think of this path he has chosen, of the people he’ll meet and the places he’ll go, of the man he is becoming.  There are things that cause me fear for him both physical and spiritual, God please be with him wherever he is going.

My prayers all his life, to walk with God, to seek his face and to grow, for God to bless and protect him and always be with him are flowing from me at this time,  Then a peace and calm come over me as I hear God gently saying,…….. It’s o.k. I see the one that is MINE!  

 

Isaiah 43:1-2 NIV,                                                       By Amy Hernandez (mom)

Comment by RomisproudmomPIR4/27ship07div129 on March 24, 2012 at 8:25am

Thank u Colleen

Comment by RomisproudmomPIR4/27ship07div129 on March 23, 2012 at 6:55pm

Three weeks have gone by

Since we told you goodbye

I hugged you so tight I didn’t want to let go

For the next time I would see you, it would be in Chicago

These eighteen years flew by

Right before my eyes

From crawling up and down the stairs in our Beaumont town home

You went to running Track and Cross Country and making choices of your own

From carrying your pillow everywhere with you

You went to driving Rhonda and pulling a trailer too

You started your own landscaping business at the age of sixteen

For Jersey Shore you traded Lion King

You went from a shy little boy that sat on mommas lap

To visiting new places on the United States Map

In a few short weeks is Boot Camp Graduation Day

We are so anxious and excited for this is such an important day

You will march in a sailor and leave the little boy behind

This is the beginning of your new military life

You will have many adventures to write home about

You will be very successful I don’t have any doubt

I want you to know how proud we are of you

Though you traded in your pillow for a camo suit in blue

You will always be my little boy

When the day comes that I see you marching in on Graduation Day

Tears again I may cry

They will not be of sadness but of great pride and joy

Because of the Sailor my little boy has become

For now I am truly a proud Navy mom 

Comment by Chiquitos on February 28, 2012 at 11:41pm

I got his first letter yesterday, the Best Feeling in the world, since he left on Feb. 16, 2012  I miss him soo much and sometimes I feel I am going to go crazy.  

Comment by Jen - Ship10mom(Div340) on July 13, 2011 at 5:19pm

Robyn - not crazy - just a momma!! :-)  We're here for you.

Comment by Robyn on June 17, 2011 at 7:52am

This poem is exactly what I feel. My son is on his first deployment and I never fully knew what it ment to miss someone until now. I am so Proud of him and all that he has done and is doing but my heart aches every day. I cry myself to sleep regularly and when he has lonely days I'm heartbroke. I didn't realize how hard this was going to be. Thank you for letting me know I wasn't crazy and that other moms are feeling the same way. It helps a lot.

Comment by Jen - Ship10mom(Div340) on March 4, 2011 at 11:04am

I did write it philysgal's - go ahead and reproduce.  Thanks!

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