She sobs silently
Her gentle heart broken
Her gray hair frayed.
As her only son lies in the ground.
He signed up patriotically
Came back in a flag covered box
His father's glee came crashing down when war broke all the hearts.
Here he now lies.
His face twists in pain no more.
His eyes cry no more tears.
His blood trickles like rain off his skin no more
No more does he fight for survival.
The graveyard is full now.
Fields of white mark where they rest.
He was a son
He isn't the only one.