A Poem of Sorrow

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A mother waits
A messenger comes to her door
The sun stops in its course across the sky
And plunges her world into night
Sorrow so deep
Her wail so strong
It broke my heart
Here in Chicago this day.
Joined together forever are we
One son gave an order
One son died
We are one in our tears
”I am sorry my son says, ‘Fire.’”
I hold your son in my arms
And pray for your healing
And may the world be reconciled

-Katy (Scott) Zatsick, son wounded in Iraq

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