I have not lost my son. Like so many mothers have. The fear of losing him is with me. The fear, the pride, the dread. My son is a United Sates Marine. Like I know so many sons, and daughters are. He called me just last night. He is ready, even willing to fight for me, for you, for us. My son, my only son, was born to me just twenty short years ago. He was and still is all boy, no fear, always brave. Was he born this way for a reason? Was he born to help save us all? For me, for you, for us. But there is no other man I would rather have fighting this war. For me for you, for us, My son, my only son. No fear, always brave. Ready and Willing to fight. For me, for you, and for US. Author Unknown
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