And I wept with the Moon for I knew she was no longer mine… Each moment slipping further into night as dawn chased her away… I begged, pleading to the Moon for love is like begging the Sun for Mercy. Her Fire and Passion consume all who dare taste her flame. Yet still I weep as the wheels turn and my heart grinds to a bitter end. So now I tuck in this heart and shaking hands. Bare no more witness to my heart and soul. For sleep, sweet sleep has replaced your name on my tongue and weary heart. Goodnightmoon
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Truth be told I’m not sure my heart can handle this grief. Nor to care to bare its memory. My soul is bare and you are there with no change. No change in routines just a silent heartache you deserve. Yet I bask here on this last sunny day in the Indian summer that just may be my last and I grieve though one should never covent another’s treasure so perhaps I deserve my punishment after all. Truth be told.
b-2017 “May you always have the courage to be the best version of yourself you can be each and every day. ”
I try to stay away from politically charged anything as I feel that all humans have the right of free will,speech and expression. In the USA
This weekend holds Memorial Day in its heart I would like to also take one moment of silence for ALL people world wide who have lost life and loved ones to war.
An Old Soldier’s Prayer
I have fought when others feared to serve.
I have gone where others failed to go.
I’ve lost friends in war and strife,
Who valued Duty more than love of life.
I have shared the comradeship of pain.
I have searched the lands for men that we have lost.
I have sons who served this land of liberty,
Who would fight to see that other stricken lands are free.
I have seen the weak forsake humanity.
I have heard the traitors praise our enemy.
I’ve seen challenged men become even bolder,
I’ve seen the Duty, Honor, Sacrifice of the Soldier.
Now I understand the meaning of our lives,
The loss of comrades not so very long ago.
So to you who have answered duties siren call,
May God bless you my son, may God bless you all.
Certainly loss from war is not an American thing far from it was we are the youngest of the countries. My heart and prayers go out to all the families to those who have lost loved ones to the horrors of war and conflict, we humans seem to be very good at killing each-other. We are also good at forgiveness, compassion, hope and love. So on this day I take my personal moment and I share it with you.
Thank you for your service.
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