Lou J. Klaiber

REFLECTIONS

Send your son back to you!

But the way of the world… an uncertain wind!
Blows upon us now!
A storm that swirls winds of hatred;
A storm we must endure!

I say to your son that he is also my Son!

I send my old soldier weapons to him.
in prayer I send them.
in dreams I send them… wishing and chanting

that he see the hawk of War crying its allegiance to the Eagle of us all!

That we, praying armor and a steady hand to your son…
shall prevail!

God Bless the USA!

Author’s Note: Hopefully and with humbleness, I pray that all young souls about to embark unto the darkness that is War, shall receive the prayers and blessings of the free world.