I REMEMBER

I remember the nickel

I remember the day

I remember the joy

Boys so long away

I remember home from work early

I remember the car 

I remember the smiles 

Yes, there they are!

I remember the men

I remember the whoops!

I remember Daddy and Pat

"Here, a nickel for ice cream!

   …Maybe TWO scoops with THAT!”

Yes, I remember the cheers

I remember the joys

I remember the nickel

But most, I remember the boys

Two were my brothers

How longed for they’d been

They, like so many, left home boys,

Came back full-grown men.             

In our small part of the world

Though much joy spread around

Sorrow was once again shared

As grief poured through our tiny town

 

I remember the pride we had

In every one who had served

Whether home or abroad

We were proud of each one . . .

I remember . . .  because . . . EACH ONE WAS OUR SON,

OUR BROTHER, OUR HUSBAND, OUR FATHER,  

 OUR UNCLE, OUR NEPHEW, OUR COUSIN, OUR FRIEND  

                             and I REMEMBER

THE BROKEN YET MERRY HEARTS WE ALL SHARED . . . TOGETHER!

© M Sue  In Honor of D-Day  6-6-2017

Here is a close-up of the names of the boys grown into men; of course, some were men with families prior to leaving while others had not finished high school.

Our big brother Galen C. Libby 
with Kent W. Libby and me.

            Our big brother Lincoln L. Libby 
                  with Kent W. Libby and me.