Brian Strand Poet Epitaph

My Choice Nostagia 1

TRUE GRIT
He
liked a drink
      did granpa
      Shreeve
Sergeant stripes
still on his
       sleeve-
Victorian born
        buckled belt
        boots,trousers
braced
strong
           silent,twirled
           of moustache
           rigid
upright
no ceremony-
            faded
            sepia grey
            in
memory

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Regina Mcintosh September 20, 2020 at 4:54 AM Such a thought provoking write... I can see "Grandpa" from your eyes. Lovely verse. God bless you Brian Strand September 20, 2020 at 6:40 AM Cheers,stay creative Gina