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My Little Soldier Boy
by Diane Paley DavisThere goes my little soldier boy
Marching outside to play
With plastic toy weapons in his hands
He steals my heart away
He’s got to go to war, he says
To fight the enemy
I watch him as he plays his game
"Camouflaged" behind a tree
There goes my little soldier boy
To school – it’s his first day
I cry as I watch the school bus leave
They’ve taken my baby away!
The years slip by us so swiftly
Children grow up so fast
They put aside their little toy guns
And are graduates at last
Now there goes my grown-up son
A little boy no more
With soldier’s weapons in his hands
Headed for a distant shore
He’s got to go to war, he says
To fight the enemy
I cry as I watch him board the plane
He steals my heart away. 12/08/2005 Author's Note: A childhood photo of my son, Justin, inspired me to write this poem.
Posted on 12/09/2005
Copyright © 2025 Diane Paley Davis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jersey D Gibson on 12/21/05 at 09:24 AM Damn if this doens't put a tear in my eye. I know what you're saying though...
yer pal
Jersey
"Fiddler's Green or Home" |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 12/21/05 at 07:21 PM This is a beautiful, touching poem Diane.. :) I love how you weaved this story from his youth to adulthood. I'm sure he really misses his momma! All the best to you and your family.. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/21/05 at 09:48 PM My son has been in Iraq for just 2 weeks. These memories here are so very clear. Thanks. Congrats on a fine POTD. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/27/05 at 10:09 PM Yes, who can't but agree with the other comments. Very well expressed. |
| Posted by William Brunk on 12/07/09 at 11:07 PM my thoughts are with you and yours...
well written
and from Charleston, where i was born. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/07/12 at 06:33 PM This is a beautifully heartfelt ode and I am crying with you, mom. |
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