Who Could it Be . . . ? By: SPC Crippen, Joshua Frost

Who was it that carried me and gave me birth

Allowing my entry into this beautiful earth?






Who patiently taught me when I was newly born

And helped rebuild my feelings when they were torn?






When I learned to walk and my shoes I first tied

Who was always watching over me, staying by my side?






When I was bad and sometimes angrily went to bed

Who pointed out all the good I’d done and said?






Who set the example as I dealt with all my strife

Enabling me to deal with the challenges in this mortal life?






Who lifted me up with strength greater than their own

And I could always turn to whenever I was alone?






Who was that heavenly angel sent from above

That helped me with care and filled me with love?






I know it's someone who could endure and work harder than any other

So unique, wonderful and one of a kind, my very special Mother.
















Joshua Frost Crippen is an army combat medic working in the states at a clinic, pediatrics section.  He says he is in heaven :) because the closest thing to heaven are children.  This is not his only poem so check the label to see if I have posted more.

Thank you Brother Crippen and thanks to your mother for inspiring this beautiful poem.