Blue Star Mom
Above the mantle, hangs her pride,A single star, in blue, it bides.Her heart a ship on stormy seas,Her thoughts as restless as the breeze.Each morning starts with hopeful eyes,Each nightfall hears her quiet sighs.Letters read a hundred times,In every line, her heart entwines.Far across a vast expanse,Her child wears courage as their stance.Under foreign skies…