My Sonby Jane White Chamberlain
"My son," she says, as they meet for a minute,
"Is fighting now in the South Pacific."
"My son," the other says,
"Is stationed somewhere near Suez"
"My son -- my son -- my son" one hears
As buses stop with shift of gears,
While 'cross the counter of the stores
Brief bits of news as cannons roar.
"My son -- my son -- my son," they say,
Who carry the cross -- 'tis they who pray.
Jane White Chamberlain
with two sons serving in the Army Air Corp during WW II,
my father John and his brother Curt.
"My son," she says, as they meet for a minute,
"Is fighting now in the South Pacific."
"My son," the other says,
"Is stationed somewhere near Suez"
"My son -- my son -- my son" one hears
As buses stop with shift of gears,
While 'cross the counter of the stores
Brief bits of news as cannons roar.
"My son -- my son -- my son," they say,
Who carry the cross -- 'tis they who pray.
Jane White Chamberlain
with two sons serving in the Army Air Corp during WW II,
my father John and his brother Curt.
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