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Christina: The Silver Bracelet
POW/MIA Bracelets

THE SILVER BRACELET

I wore a bracelet for a while
Inscribed with date and name -
I'd never met the missing man
I knew him just the same.

I wore the bracelet faithfully
I never took it off my wrist
I prayed for him and wondered
If he knew that he was missed.

I felt that if I wore it "well"
I could somehow make things right.
I tried to imagine where he was
So far from home at night.

I tried to send my thoughts and prayers
Ten thousand miles away -
I thought that when he made it home
I'd have a chance to say -

That I had worn a bracelet
And kept him in my heart
I sent him hope and sympathy
And wished him a new start.

One day the prisoners did come home
We watched it on TV -
I was so proud of all of them
So thrilled that they were free.

I tried to see the man whose name
Was on my silver band -
The family thanked me for my thoughts
His brother shook my hand.

They said he couldn't see me, though -
He wasn't quite himself.
He stayed upstairs, alone, they said
Looking at models on a shelf.

The man had made it home, at last
But it was my surmising
That he was still in prison camp
This one of his devising.

I put the bracelet in a drawer
I have it still, somewhere
And when I run across it
I say a little prayer

For all of those who made it home
And those who are still there.

©Copyright 1995 by Christina

This poem was written for Major Jon Reynolds, whose bracelet I wore. I worked for Snelling and Snelling near Paoli, PA, and his brother, Lloyd, would come in every once in awhile. I got the bracelet through him. A year or so ago, I found info on the Internet that he was married and had kids and grandchildren. Welcome Home, Jon!!

I wear a bracelet still... for Capt. James W. Gates, MIA April 6, 1966 Laos


Dear Army Mom,

I am a member of Chapter 934, Vietnam Veterans of America, located in the Wichita Kansas area.

I have been reading your poetry and find it valuable for my own peace. I would like to print your poem "The Silver Bracelet" in our Chapter newsletter, with proper credit, of course. I believe that some of our brothers would like it as much as I do. Some of us still have a hard time about those left behind, and may derive some comfort knowing others still care.

Thank you for your consideration.

Yours Aye,
Michael Bulger
(Home and Email Address Provided)

April 2004