Their Sweethearts and Their Darlings
By Mary Jane Hurley Brant
In Honor of
Mothers Finding Meaning Again
Nov. 28, 2019
The moon sighed
The day they died
Their sweethearts
And their darlings
The breezes fair
Mothers touched their hair
Their sweethearts
And their darlings
Their looks forlorn
For loved children born
Their sweethearts
And their darlings
Their heads swaying low
hearts sad to know
Their sweethearts
And their darlings
Their lives ahead
Briskly changed instead
For their sweethearts
And their darlings
No one to know
Secrets never to show
Their sweethearts
And their darlings
All the days to remember
From the crib to last ember
Their sweethearts
And their darlings