Oh, Beautiful Boy*
By Sara Metcalf Leach, High Desert Branch
You return to my heart
as from the start.
Now no comfort for thee
can ever be.
I rise every day
with no need to pray
for here you are in my arms.
Rest sweetly, my love,
as I watch over thee.
Your pain I share
and thus, can bear
this moment
that God gave us.
Through the thin veil of time
We shall always be entwined.
*Dedicated to the aged mother of a terminally ill Vietnam veteran who had come home to care for her.
This touching poem first appeared in the July 2019 Inkslinger,
newsletter of the High Desert Branch.