Second World War: Mom's Contribution to the War Effort

This poem talks about one mother's bravery during the second World War

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The following poem is about one young mother's contribution to the war effort. It was written by her daughter.


My mom was a true mother
and always a friend.
We spent many hours talking
and walking hand-in-hand.

She loved all her children,
seven are alive.
One baby went to heaven;
he prays in the sky.

Mom had six children
through the second World War,
the bombs were falling
and we were small.

She was all alone with six little kids,
only God saw her weeping
as he watched in her sleep.
Soon the War was over

and spring came to our land.
My father and brother came home again.
It was Palm Sunday
and Easter they returned.

We all went to church
and sang God's praises again and again.

Theresa M. Herzig
Towaco, New Jersey

Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.