My Soldier's Mom
My child, you glow in uniform
In pride I live, my heart so warm
I have such precious thoughts cascade
Some old, some new, not one will fade
How hard that day we said good-bye
The joy, the pain, etched in my eye
You left to serve our country well
My perfect one, my tears did swell
No better soldier could there be
For in my love, that's all I see
Oh how I pray for you each day
Be safe, be well, God guide your way
I keep your home in wait with me
Your Mom will guard it faithfully
How great the day when you'll return
We'll talk and talk, night-lights to burn
My Soldier's Mom, is who I am
While you do proud, for Uncle Sam
Roger J. Robicheau
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Mom Be Bold
I may clutch a picture of my child
Go in that room of memories wild
My young one has left to be so brave
The hero of my heart, gone to save
At times I want to reach out and hold
But I know the answer, Mom be bold
The love of my child is part of me
So strong and good, it will always be
Nurtured in life with a caring heart
This child to me is a work of art
Dear God you know how my love is true
I've prayed for my soldier, more I'll do
And to mothers who live their life as I
We'll grow in support, our flag held high
Together we'll get through each new day
Becoming great friends, God Bless our way
Roger J. Robicheau
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Dear Mother
Oh How I will miss you this Christmas Day
You'll be so in my thoughts, my first away
Past memories shared, I have locked inside
The same ones you keep, not a one denied
So close we have been as I grew by you
Now look at your child, I'm a soldier true
I feel that respect you instilled in me
From God through you, it forever will be
One day I may pass this on to my own
With memories held of what I was shown
Your worry for me must be hard to bear
Have faith, my dear mother, He made this clear
Each time I do leave, keep your head up high
I love you so much, don't want you to cry
Remember that star which showed three the way
My spirit does soar like theirs did that day
Because you so cared, I stand proud and tall
Merry Christmas to you, Best Mom of all
Roger J. Robicheau
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A Mother Waits
A soldier leaves, a mother waits
Do understand what love creates
Tremendous pride, a want to see
The best troop in all history
She knows she must stay very strong
For that kid who used to tagalong
To God she prays from day to day
To guide her child in every way
How special is this bond that ties
A mother and her precious prize
Look in her heart, you'll see pure love
Look in her soul, there's God above
The hope she holds is bigger than
The biggest ocean known to man
God Blessed me with the very best
My Mother's now with Him at rest
Roger J. Robicheau
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An Old Wooden Chair
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An old wooden chair, out on the porch
Shaded by trees, the sun couldn’t scorch
A child loved to play, not far away
When tired this chair, was where to stay
If weather turned bad, as sometimes it would
The young one would sit, those arms felt good
This haven of rest, always was there
Like a mother in charge, always took care
As the years passed, the chair bore no change
But the small one did grow, adding new range
How quickly through high school, time fled by
And the child from that chair, said good-bye
Off to the service, such great pride did show
Protector of freedom, youthful brave glow
A loved one of course, now guards this chair
Holding fond memories, each one so dear
With prayers to God, dear mother does wait
Till her brave one's home safe, a want so great
That now empty chair, shaded by trees
If it could just talk, starting with "Please..
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My Mother's Soldier
I think of her in treasured ways
Of all those years through watchful days
She nurtured me to grow up proud
Now that's a fact I'll shout out loud
Her awesome love wells deep inside
Her magic gift will never hide
I know she thinks of me a lot
She always will, her lesson taught
I thank you God for all she is
My friend, my guide, my total wiz
What does my mother mean to me?
Look in my eyes, she's there to see
My Mother's Soldier, yes I am
While I stand watch for Uncle Sam
Don't ever doubt who is the best
Her care exceeds the toughest test
Roger J. Robicheau
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Mother
A Mother's love, is sure to find
A way to comfort, ease your mind
She knows just how, to build you up
When you're so down, and can't look up
You love the way, she makes you feel
Like you're so special, her ideal
Her thought must start, with God above
To bring such caring, with such love
And as it flows, like gentle rain
It surely helps, when troubles pain
The love from mine, is oh so clear
I only wish, she was still here
Her warming glow, is missed each day
Even though, I seldom say
But she did leave, her gift behind
To help me through, when I may pine
And that's the feel, known deep inside
Her faith and love, I still confide
My Loving Mother Stella
Roger Robicheau
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Mothers To Others
There are soldiers' mothers who reach out
Beyond their own, to spread love about
They try so hard and are so sincere
As mothers to others, they're premier
Each letter or note comes from their heart
Sent written with love, feelings impart
A package is wrapped, filled with good cheer
Just like at Christmas with motherly care
How God must so love all that they do
Their thoughtfulness shows, concerns so true
Some grateful soldiers, do know the score
They're thankful for moms, forevermore
Our country should be, proud of them all
They warrant our praise, standing so tall
To these precious women, tried and true
May God Always Bless, this wondrous crew
Roger J. Robicheau
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No One Prouder
There is no one prouder than a fine military mother
Her support is of the strongest caliber to be found
She knows what she has to do and lovingly does it
Great faith is something she so abundantly shows
The motivation of these sincere women is heartwarming
The way they give to their own and others is an inspiration
Their sincere effort to be helpful is foremost in their thought
And how wondeful they perform when united in purpose
They are such tremendous supporters of all our military troops
Ask one hundred members of our Armed Forces about this
You'll see how many place a loving mother right up at the top
Don't bother asking this veteran, my words spell it out for me
May God bestow many blessings on these very special women
I'm in awe of their strength, determination, and courage
Behold the powerful fortitude they so steadfastly show
Do strive to keep them in your daily prayers and thoughts
Roger J. Robicheau - US Military Veteran (Four Years)
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Your Coming Home
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In thrill I wait, you’ll soon be home
Your land, past oceans white with foam
I brave each day till our eyes meet
Your treasured heart, I miss its beat
Such want to have you close to me
Will soon come true, God let it be
When you arrive I won’t be shy
You’ll see excitement, I may cry
I’ll rush to hold my soldier tight
With all my heart and all my might
Emotions will so fill the day
I’ll be the child who loves to play
I’ll beam with pride to be with you
You are the best, no doubt, so true
The time we share will help me through
When days do come without dear you
Your coming home is all I need
Be safe my precious one, Goodspeed
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