Centennial Sunday

Becky Christmas

Through the years Gold Star Mothers have been compelled to honor their sons and daughters in many ways. Some have felt the urge to write a poem. American Gold Star Mothers, Inc. is blessed to have many of those heartfelt poems in our possession. Here are are a couple which mention a Mother's heart during February.

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To the Mother whose son through lasting night
Lies under a cross of gleaming white;
Who bears in her heart a pain age- old-
The Mother who wears the heart of gold.

​Mary Graniss Haight (Undated)

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I wear a poppy on my breast
Where once a boyish head found rest
And often when the day is done
I see again my soldier son.
He comes to me in such a way
That I can almost hear him say,
"Do not worry, Mother dear,
I am coming home some day".
And when the tears unbidden start
I place a hand above my heart
To there caress a tousled head
But only find a poppy red.

Found in an AGSM Scrapbook