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Premium Member A Native Son Returns To Church

The church's steeple was a beacon for that rural countryside.
He'd gone to Sunday School there, there he'd wed his bride.
The young hero returned to church, alas, to be borne to his rest;
Young, all too very young, his precious life was wrest.

The farm where he was born and raised was just across the way.
The fields abutted the graveyard where the gallant airman lay.
Fields that were faithfully tilled by his Dad and Granddad,
Fields that would one day all be his, hoped his doting Dad.

His Dad introduced him to the putt-putting of the old John Deere,
And sat with him on the steel seat teaching him how to steer.
He toiled and sweated beneath the broiling Hoosier sun,
Busy from dawn to dusk, it seemed his work was never done.

As teenage years sped by, farming had lost its charm.
He dreamed of flight as planes streaked across the farm.
He left the old farmstead to pursue a career in aviation.
Alas, a terrible crash curtailed his lifetime aspiration.

He felt obligated to serve as his Dad and Grandpa had done.
Now, sleek fighter planes flew over to honor him for laurels won.
The plaintive notes of "Taps" echoed across the prairie surreal.
Lowered in his grave, the church bell tolled a doleful peal.

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Form: Rhyme


Tying Hard Not To Cry

Dear Lord
 i'm trying hard not to cry
but the tears are  starting to well up in my eyes
 13 years ago my dad had to go away
I was not alloud to go to say goodbye
I was not allwed to to go and grieve
for  23 hours earlier a new baby I did recive
if I could build  a stair way straight to heavens' door
i'd do it just so I could see my dad just once more
I am happy for my son
his 13th birthday
his big special day
but it does not make the pain go away
I am doing all I can to stay strong
and memories of dad in my heart live on
I will keep smiling and do all that I can do
for I know my dad will want a party  in heaven for James and my nephew Joseph too
I believe  he's in the most beautiful place  with you Amen.

MT 5:4 Blessed are those who mourn,
    for they will be comforted.
Form: Rhyme

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