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Military Boy

Everyday I wake up and put on the green, The uniform of a military man, I go to work and do my job, So the same you too can,

Poetry as Prayer

I walk the road slowly that day, taking in the scenery of trees and birds going by, my eyes concentrated first on the ground, then to the above sky,


Gone are those nights so long ago, Where the air was spiked with the bitter cold,

Edge of a Cliff

have you ever stood on the edge of a cliff? spread your arms like you were going to fly? turned to look over your shoulder, and kiss the world you knew go...

Little Boy

I walked up to the door that night Knocked just once or twice Heard steps tapping on the wooden floor Smelt dinner simmering with herbs and spice