War, What is it Good For?

Remember that old song, "War, What is it Good For", from the seventies? I was reading through a few blogs this morning and saw this poem below on The Winged Muse blog post. Fantasia. . .
"I dream of giving birth. . .to a child. . .who will ask. . ."Mother, what was war"?
I remember Vietnam and how back then I thought it was so stupid. I hate violence with a passion, and will never be able to understand what is wrong with peace? I was looking at my garden this morning, the garden that needs much work after all the rain we've had this year. But it reminded me of the wonderment of Spring. Year after year, my flowers return. They remind me of the simple & kind things in life. A garden, peace, and the baby birds chirping in my birdhouses. Sadly, not everyone has this little corner of "peace" that I have in my world. Especially, little kids in the countries that are at war. Remember John Lennon's lyrics to "Imagine"?
You may say that I'm a dreamer, But I'm not the only one, I hope someday you'll join us, And the world will live as one." Riley should be here shortly, I think her and I may spend sometime working in the garden. After all it's peaceful there. And I too hope to hear one of my grankids ask their Mom, "Mother what was war"?