My Soldier Boy

I watch him pack and gather things,
the fear and doubt within me springs
and I can’t tell him how I feel

the place he goes is safe and sound
he is to duty honor-bound
tho’ eager for the chance to serve
the worst of man he must observe

my Soldier Boy has gone today
I watched him, waving, drive away
and I couldn’t tell him how I felt

and what of me without him whole?
no thing on earth could e’er console
if flesh or spirit paid the cost –
some piece of him to war is lost

The place he goes I know is safe
yet still my calm the ‘what-ifs’ chafe
and I didn’t tell him how I felt