Little Boys and War<\/p>\n
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I was six; brother was five.
\nPapa was gone to war.
\nPlanes roared overhead
\nRacing for the city,
\nOur farmhouse shook;
\nDishes crashed on the floor.<\/p>\n
Mama screamed and
\nCalled us to her.
\nIn the roar, we wouldn\u2019t hear,
\nAnd rushed outside
\nTo watch the show.<\/p>\n
Could we really see the bombs
\nAs they flew toward the city?
\n\u201cThere! There!\u201d we\u2019d yell
\nAs planes swooshed low
\nAnd dirt blossomed upward
\nAnd lives and property
\nWere destroyed for our enjoyment.<\/p>\n
And mama screamed <\/p>\n <\/p>\n “Little Boys and War” is reprinted from Cradle Songs, An Anthology of Poems on Motherhood <\/em>edited by Sharmagne Leland\u2013St. John and Rachelle Yousuf.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Lenora Rain-Lee Good<\/a> lives and writes in Kennewick, Washington. She shares her abode with her cat, Tashiko Akuma Pestini and a small Chihuahua she calls her Pit Bullet. She has sold and published three Young Adult novels, numerous short stories, and poems.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Little Boys and War I was six; brother was five. Papa was gone to war. Planes roared overhead Racing for the city, Our farmhouse shook; Dishes crashed on the floor. Mama screamed and Called us to her. In the … Continue reading
\nAnd called us to her bosom.
\nThis time, we answered her tears with,
\n\u201cMama, it\u2019s so exciting!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n