Happy Mother's Day to all, and a special Mother's Day wish to all our Heroes' Moms:An Old Wooden Chair
An old wooden chair, out on the porch
Shaded by trees, the sun couldn’t scorch
A child loved to play, not far away
When tired this chair, was where to stay
If weather turned bad, as sometimes it would
The young one would sit, those arms felt good
This haven of rest, always was there
Like a mother in charge, always took care
As the years passed, the chair bore no change
But the small one did grow, adding new range
How quickly through high school, time fled by
And the child from that chair, said good-bye
Off to the service, such great pride did show
Protector of freedom, youthful brave glow
A loved one of course, now guards this chair
Holding fond memories, each one so dear
With prayers to God, dear mother does wait
Till her brave one's home safe, a want so great
That now empty chair, shaded by trees
If it could just talk, starting with "Please..
©2006 Roger J. Robicheau
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