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A special Mother's Day poem

(Editor's Note: Sunday is Mother's Day. With all the recent heralded military action in war-torn countries around the world, the timing seems perfect to share a special mother's day tribute penned through the eyes of a soldier who served his country well, oh so many years ago as a member of Fargo's 164th Infantry Co. B National Guard unit serving in Guadalcanal during World War II. The poem was written sometime between the years of 1943 and 1945 by Sgt. Peter F. Benzmiller in honor of his mother Annie Benzmiller, Galesburg, N.D. After receiving it she proudly shared the inspiring words, with the original stowed away by Peter in his own personal trunk. After Peter and his wife died, Peter's sister Catherine Bertzyk Benzmiller of Hunter, N.D., assumed the trunk but it was never opened until her passing in 1986. At that time, Catherine's son and Peter's nephew and namesake, Peter Bertzyk of West Fargo, carefully reviewed the trunk's contents, discovering the original poem, which is now in the possession of Bertzyk's younger brother, Tom. "My uncle never talked about his war experience," Bertzyk said. "He lived in Fargo and moved to Bismarck passing away in 1966." The poem is indeed a lasting legacy and tribute to a man who served his country well, and even more significantly, a meaningful tribute to all moms of serving soldiers. Albeit from another place and another time long ago, the verse still imparts the same heartfelt message that all moms and their sons and daughters can relate to in advance of Mothers Day, May 8, 2011.)

A Soldiers Mother's Day

By Sgt. Peter F. Benzmiller

164 Infantry Co. B

While serving in Guadalcanal WWII

Just one special Sunday,

Set apart for mothers dear,

To pay her special honor

Just that Sunday of the year.

Buying flowers for her

Or sending candies sweet,

Or doing her some honor,

Just for a special treat.

But a lonesome soldier,

His mother far away;

Can only think of her,

When he kneels down to pray.

He cannot buy her candies,

Nor the flowers that he would;

If he were only with her

To do the things he could.

He does pay her honor,

In his own special way,

For in his prayers and thoughts,

Every day is Mother's Day.