Kind of threw this one together for Veteran’s Day, 2019. I call it The Veteran’s Road.
and dream of days gone by.
My dreams are of my days at war,
which always seem close by.
My soul won’t let them go it seems,
the dreams I can’t control.
Though in the hours in between,
I live as others do.
With time that’s mostly occupied,
with things we all go through.
I tend the garden I’ve been given
with family and life.
I celebrate children and grandchildren,
along with my wife.
I aspire to be a man of worth,
To have a heart that’s pure.
My desire is to do my best,
how I’ve done I’m not too sure.
I note the passing seasons
as they move through my domain.
I try to keep a steady hand,
and strive to not complain.
to submit to the night,
I rest my head and yield,
to the on-going fight.