Today I read of a young man's vow, and I cried considering this.
A son is leaving home, I know his presence his mother will miss.
I know of such things, and pride and love rose in my own heart.
For someone I have never met, who from home and family will depart.
Sacrifice will be required, and challenges will be many and great.
At home, for his return his family, friends, and mother will wait.
As I have watched those I hold most dear for many years serve,
I know what honor and regard such a selfless commitment deserves.
Today I read of a young man's vow, and I cried considering this.
A son is leaving home, I know his presence his mother will miss.
This Peace Rose was raised in my garden by the front door.
This poem is for Sheri Tester and her son Steven, January 30, 2014
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