Disclaimer: This poem is written from the perspective of a Gold Star Mom/Dad, but is written in first person.
Gold Star
It was not long ago
Only ten years or so
That my son gave up his life
To protect both you and me
Christmastime is always hard
Because I miss him so
On Christmas Eve I turn my eyes to the sky
And see a bright golden star
I smile through my tears
For the comfort it brings
Because like me God also gave His Son for us
Victoria Beth Roberts
November 14, 2010
