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."