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lamberts-lost-tooth
08-19-2009, 01:35 PM
Someone sent me this story which I thought was very touching. I made a poem out of it and hope that you all enjoy it.

I stayed

“Is there anything else that I can do?” the nurse asked the dying man.
“I’d like to see my son again, Please find him if you can”
“He’s a Soldier, just back from overseas”, he whispered through his pain.
He’s on his way and before I go, I’d like to see him once again.”

“I’ll look for him” she promised, and stepped out into the hall.
She saw a soldier standing there, proud bearing…straight and tall.
She took the anxious serviceman and guided him inside,
the sick old mans hospital room and the chair at his bedside.

“Your son is here” she told him and turned to leave the two alone.
Now past the point of speaking the old man let out a whispered moan.
Heavily sedated due to pain, his vision growing dim,
he weakly reached with trembling hand, and the soldier reached for him.

The soldier wrapped his toughened fingers around the fathers hand
And hoped his message of love and care, the old man would understand.
All through the night the young soldier sat in the poorly lighted ward,
offering words of love and encouragement , and a shared prayer to the Lord.

Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the soldier rest awhile.
He refused and said he’d like to stay, and thanked her with a smile
Now and then she heard him say gentle words as he held that hand so tight
The dying man said nothing, but held his sons hand through the night.

Along towards dawn, the old man died…and the soldier let him go.
He called the nurse and with teary eyes said “There is something I’d like to know”.
'Who was that man?' he softly asked. And startled she replied.
“Wasn’t that your father that you held, and cared for, till he died”?

“No, he wasn't,” the soldier said, 'I’ve never met him before”
The nurse, surprised asked “why didn’t you tell me outside of his door”?
'I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I knew he needed his son.
So as a fellow soldier I did for him, what I hoped for me, he would have done,

He was too sick to tell the difference, so I held his hand and prayed.
He needed a son…he needed loved….he needed me...
…….so I stayed.'

hindes204
08-19-2009, 01:44 PM
Absolutely phenomenal

stlrtruck
08-19-2009, 02:11 PM
Dang it, there's something in my eye!

lamberts-lost-tooth
08-19-2009, 02:12 PM
Absolutely phenomenal

thank you

SCSTILLER
08-19-2009, 02:28 PM
Great post LLT, thank you for sharing!

You have a great gift to make poems the way you do

vasteeler
08-19-2009, 02:44 PM
sorry LLT i read the first 2 lines and quit
aint gonna do it i am way to sensitive of a person
but im sure it is awesome

43Hitman
08-19-2009, 02:56 PM
That was absolutely beautiful LLT, thanks for sharing that.

Kittyfish
08-20-2009, 11:15 AM
Dang it, there's something in my eye!Must be something in the air - there's something in my eye, too.

Really beautiful, LLT. You truly do have a way with words. Could you share the original story that was your inspiration?

Also, do you mind if your poem travels? I would like to share it with my husband who might possibly post it on another board.

lamberts-lost-tooth
08-22-2009, 04:16 AM
Must be something in the air - there's something in my eye, too.

Really beautiful, LLT. You truly do have a way with words. Could you share the original story that was your inspiration?

Also, do you mind if your poem travels? I would like to share it with my husband who might possibly post it on another board.

Kitty....I would be honored for it to travel.

Here is the original story that was sent ot me.

A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.
'Your son is here,' she said to the old man.


She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened..


Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack,

he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside

the oxygen tent.

He reached out his hand.

The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's

limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.


The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit

beside the bed.

All through the night the young Marine sat there

in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand

and offering him words of love and strength

Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine

move away and rest awhile.

He refused.

Whenever the nurse came into the ward,

the Marine was oblivious of her

and of the night noises of the hospital -

the clanking of the oxygen tank,

the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings,

the cries and moans of the other patients.

Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said
nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.


Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now
lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse.

While she did what she had to do, he waited.

Finally, she returned.

She started to offer words of sympathy,

but the Marine interrupted her.


'Who was that man?' he asked.
The nurse was startled,

'He was your father,' she answered.

'No, he wasn't,' the Marine replied.

'I never saw him before in my life.'


'Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?'

'I knew right away there had been a mistake,
but I also knew he needed his son, and his
son just wasn't here.
When I realized that he was too sick to tell
whether or not I was his son,
knowing how much he needed me, I stayed.'

Galax Steeler
08-22-2009, 08:28 AM
Wow great job.

lamberts-lost-tooth
08-22-2009, 10:29 AM
Wow great job.

thanks...I dont think I quite captured the emotion of the story but I tried to make an honest effort.

hindes204
08-22-2009, 01:21 PM
Hey LLT, have you ever had anything published? you really do have an extraordinary gift of putting words together

lamberts-lost-tooth
08-22-2009, 01:26 PM
Hey LLT, have you ever had anything published? you really do have an extraordinary gift of putting words together

Never tried...but I appreciate the kindness.

Kittyfish
08-24-2009, 09:31 AM
LLT, I sent Mr. Kittyfish your story and poem. He said he had seen the story before and when he shared it with his friends at his favorite forum, they had heard it, too, in several different forms, dating back to WWII, where it is the young soldier who was dying and an older man stood in for his father. As the WWII generation grew older, so did the man who was on his deathbed. So the story itself is probably apocryphal, which to my mind is fine. I don't think that's all that important in the great scheme of things. It's a hell of a story and there's always someone out there, like me, who hadn't heard it yet.

Mr. Kittyfish shared your poem with several people, and they all enjoyed it. "Pilgrim" - a published author, working on his second book, mind you - liked it very much and thought it was very well done.

Mr. Kittyfish also suggested that you might like to visit his favorite (political) message board, in all that spare time you have. I would recommend it also to people like HTG, revefsreleets, 7SteelGal43 (to name a few), etc as well. They are always happy to have more voices and good debaters over there. Tony, you would be welcome as well but you will have your hands full, even moreso than here. :-)

Here is a link, if anyone is interested:
http://sayanythingblog.com/

If you visit, say hi to Mr. Kittyfish, er, 2Hotel9, for me!

lamberts-lost-tooth
08-24-2009, 10:18 AM
LLT, I sent Mr. Kittyfish your story and poem. He said he had seen the story before and when he shared it with his friends at his favorite forum, they had heard it, too, in several different forms, dating back to WWII, where it is the young soldier who was dying and an older man stood in for his father. As the WWII generation grew older, so did the man who was on his deathbed. So the story itself is probably apocryphal, which to my mind is fine. I don't think that's all that important in the great scheme of things. It's a hell of a story and there's always someone out there, like me, who hadn't heard it yet.

Mr. Kittyfish shared your poem with several people, and they all enjoyed it. "Pilgrim" - a published author, working on his second book, mind you - liked it very much and thought it was very well done.

Mr. Kittyfish also suggested that you might like to visit his favorite (political) message board, in all that spare time you have. I would recommend it also to people like HTG, revefsreleets, 7SteelGal43 (to name a few), etc as well. They are always happy to have more voices and good debaters over there. Tony, you would be welcome as well but you will have your hands full, even moreso than here. :-)

Here is a link, if anyone is interested:
http://sayanythingblog.com/

If you visit, say hi to Mr. Kittyfish, er, 2Hotel9, for me!

Thank you Kitty!!!

Nice to hear a little background on the story...I think everyone likes to hear those things that remind us of the need to "do the right thing". I think it touches people on a very basic, human level.

To match that "need" with the epitome of "character", in this case a soldier....speaks to all of us and makes the story/poem universal.

Thanks again!!

devilsdancefloor
08-24-2009, 10:53 AM
that is awesome! thanks for sharing!!

SteelMember
08-24-2009, 02:26 PM
Very nice. :applaudit:

It amazing that this comes from the same author who wrote "ode to tim limper". :chuckle:

lamberts-lost-tooth
08-24-2009, 05:12 PM
Very nice. :applaudit:

It amazing that this comes from the same author who wrote "ode to tim limper". :chuckle:

Hey!!! My "Ode" to the limper one was a piece of art!!!!!

:rofl::rofl::rofl: