This is the season when we often see gold stars adorning our holiday cards or Christmas trees. Many may see this glittery star as a symbol of hope while too often, as we have seen this week in Massachusetts, it signals for a military family that their star, once blue is transformed to gold. It is important during this holiday season that we do not overlook those who have served, continue to serve and those families who have paid the ultimate sacrifice for our country. While November is the month to be thankful, we should never forget that December is the time of giving. For those that gave all.
To my readers, even though most of you follow because you love to garden, I’d like to share a poem I wrote in January 2007.
Helen’s Hill
By Ann St. Jean-Bilowz
The trail of motherhood
Leads her past
Its jagged rocks
Brushing against her skin
Its rough edges
Cutting her
Yet she trudges on
His spirit guides her
On the summit’s desolate route
Helen’s Hill
Her trail of motherhood
Afraid if she does not reach its top
It will take his last breath from her memory
He is her guide
Her star
Placed in her hands
A memento of his valor
Once blue
Transformed to gold
Through her star
She speaks his lost words
Through her gestures
She lives his forgotten love
He is her guide
Her star
At the top
She sees him
His first steps
His last hello
The wave goodbye
His last salute
Her son
Country first
Until death
We do part
Only a memento of his valor
Placed in her hands
He is her guide
Her star
Once blue
Transformed to gold
She lives to tell his story
His life
His honor
Her passion to make him whole
Her climb is his memory
In Grace’s footsteps
She follows
His spirit guides her
On the summit’s desolate route
Helen’s Hill
Her trail of motherhood
Once blue
Transformed to gold
Afraid if she does not reach its top
It will take his last breath from her memory
Her climb is his memory
In Grace’s footsteps
She follows.
Helen Hill is a Gold Star mother. She lost her son, David in Vietnam. This poem was written to honor Helen and all of our nation’s gold star families.
Grace Darling Seibold founded the Gold Star Mothers after losing her son, George in World War I. Twenty-five mothers met on June 4, 1928 and formed the national organization, American Gold Star Mothers, Inc.
For more information on today’s Gold Star organization:
http://www.goldstarmoms.com/index.htmTAPS is another organization offering “immediate and long-term emotional help, hope, and healing to anyone grieving the death of a loved one in military service to America, regardless of their relationship to the deceased or the circumstances of the death.”
http://www.taps.org/24 hours a day
7 days a week (800-959-TAPS)
As always, there must be an inspirational thought for the day. An unknown author’s words seem most fitting. “Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”
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