A Scout's Farewell

One final farewell My career and all her euphoric ironies The end of the Road like a Boys to Men Harmony I woke up one November morning and life came crashing in That's the way it happens sometimes, the same thing that's meant to give life twists, gets stuck, and almost does you in Like water over a cliff's edge how can I get back on top again? No more push ups on a Vilseck hill No more cadence or brotherly banter No more colonels to roll my eyes towards. My military hallmarks have all but concluded. The prestige I sought forever eluded I guess it's time to hide and seek on unfamiliar terrain Trade in my sick leave for grand children's laughter. New hallmark moments Happily before there after...