Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
Belle - This well written poem hits a little too close to home for me. When I was in my early 20's, I was a Survivor Assistance Officer for widows of young men who died serving their country. More than once I was in that hearse, in my Uniform, ribbons intact, I'm sure a bitter reminder of why we shared that ride. Without the comfort of even a distant relationship to the widow and her husband's mother and father, in those darkest times of my life, what could I have said that could have helped? I still don't know the answer. I do know that every funeral procession that has passed by me since then has not gone by unnoticed and without regret or respect. It is truly the hardest of times.