A Smash Hit
A Smash Hit
Two barracudas they came to a clash
And together both their heads did bash;
Not breaking,
But aching;
Entire hit shall end up being a smash.
Jim Horn
To the point it is true a life cut short;
Left those behind he once did support;
Now the only thing that would survive
Memory after we had taken a drive.
At Arlington a tombstone does exist
Of someone who we sorely missed;
Now in heaven where life is better
While I will read his very last letter.
Shaky were his hands I could tell
When he wrote and said all is well
And then early during next dawn;
Love of my meager life away was gone.
Oh my darling where have you been;
Body do exist in a grave in Arlington,
And there with many is where I remain
Who died for our country not in vein.
Written in response to Mike Dailey's
poem about an, "Arlington Tombstone."
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