Army Mom’s Safe Haven

MY VIETNAM CONNECTION

"What's your connection
with Vietnam?" he asked.

He'd read my poems you see
He wondered what that
terrible time
could have to do with me.

Well, I was the one who waited
when everyone went away

I sent the letters and the words
of good cheer
to people a whole world
away.

My connection seemed to be through words;
through what I had to say
until my husband went
and everything changed
and my whole life
was rearranged.

It was my war;
the war of our land
But no one seemed to understand.

I didn't ask questions...
then.

I protested once.

Not the men -

the war.

And I would never be the same
as I had been before.

What's my connection?
Well, where were you back then?

I didn't do much -
just stayed in touch -
I worried and waited
and prayed.

And I'm proud of
my "connection"
with the brave young men who
fought; the ones
who came home
and the far too many
who stayed.

©Copyright October 1997 by Christina