Reverie Of Remembrance Poem by Patricia Denise Newman

I watched you as you played, my golden child;
the world about you had to be explored,
then came the call and off you went to war;
leaving me with sweet memories, beguiled.

Your photo sits by me as I recall
the days of youth and love and hope combined.
My mirror shows a face now drawn and lined;
the passing years are written overall.

What happened to that happy, laughing boy?
The eyes that now look back at me are dim;
but in my mind I still remember him
who took my heart and filled my life with joy.

Ghostly images flit and fade away,
and I am left - to live another day.