The sounds of boots on the sands
Soles imprinted deep into posterity
Steady matching under the soft glow of hope
The gallant steps of the mighty men
I saw the weights tied around their waist
The stench of cold, ghastly death
The ears bleeding from the wails of the forgotten
The forgotten. Soles imprinted in the sands.
I looked again and I saw the eager
Soaring farther into the forlorn sky
I smiled as more men pass by
The mark of hope on their forehead.
daughters drill sergeant
was nicknamed mother Russia
sons disneyland
Soldier
Paratrooper
integrity driven
adhering to creed and code
courage
Our Armed Forces
Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines
May things to me each one means
Ending a war which we all abhor
Floating on some ship near a shore.
For their country many have died
Sailing home on an ocean so wide
Flying through air providing support
Landing on runway seeming short.
Men and women with their families
Started to say in prayers, God please
Forgive those dead and take their souls;
Still see their faces in burning coals.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Viola Davis was incredible calling
Sidney Poitier, "Captain, My
Captain." Hidden Figures is
also truly amazing.
~Prayer For Those In The Armed Forces~
(Candleholder of Light)
O God of Mercy
To You I pray
Give them courage
When they come to You
Heal within their soul
Just make them whole
Pain they've known
Help when they're alone
They're in combat zone
And it can get so hard
Difficult to see
O God of mercy
Come to their help
Come to their help
To You I pray
Please hear their groan
If hurting give them comfort
They fight for freedom, help them thru
O God of Mercy, to You I pray.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
May.21.2016
-To you Lord, I lift up my soul; in you I trust, O my God. (Psalm 25:1-3).
~Author's Notes:
The "Candleholder Of Light" is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000.
sister soulja can I get ya something to say I love you as you travel the world on a journay of
peace on earth as you fight for your next fligh thome come to me and I promise I will be
willing to part with a hug and a hand shake would you like a piece of cake i take a part ina
nice home comingfrom beyond the world of the lost dieing soul I fold my hands as you stand
to say goodbyes remember in your eyes you will see all family and love and happiness thru
your heart know that we will never be apart
The stars are brite
The stripes are shinny
The ground is rough
Thier riffles are noisy
The buildings are fallen down
The tankers are in control
The ships are on target
The planes are flying low
Looking forward of returning home
with loving hearts.
5/17/05
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