A Marine Moms Journey. author jessica Mayfield Poem by Jessica Mayfield

A mother wept this morning as she left her baby child, for he was off to serve his country, so sure and oh so proud.
This trip to Boot she dreaded, too hard almost to bare, but she now knew his calling, was really quite so rare.
She couldn't hear his sweet voice or hug and kiss his cheek, his first letters came in close to none and he sounded frail and weak.
Thankfully she had those MoMs that had stood where she now stands, its hard to find a heart and mind that could really understand.
She wrestled with emotions, a variety of kind, some good, some bad, some ugly, they all went through her mind.
The sleepless nights she came upon while he was deep in sand, those three days that they all go through as a boy becomes a man.
The pride she felt at home that day, she knew he crossed that line, 'We Make Marines' was all it said, now he could say 'It's Mine! '
She knew they'd placed it in his hand, black and small, and light, she felt the tears roll down his face, for this had truly been a fight.
The call came through that next day, she could barely speak a word, for once had left her baby, now a full grown man she heard.
She heard the strength now in his voice, the struggle in his tone, she knew there'd been a journey since the day he left his home.
While conflicted in her feelings the time he was away, she never entered into doubt or wavered in dismay.
She loved, she hoped, she treasured, she knelt, she cared, she prayed,
She realized that from now on, he would never be the same.
Her boy had now become, what his dreams had called him be, for he had fought and EARNED the title 'United States MARINE.'