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All are feeling anxious on the old camp ground this night.
Weary Yanks are girding for tomorrow's awful fight.
Young soldiers loll about, staring blankly into slowly dying embers,
Dreaming of home, recalling happier times that each remembers.
Supper is finished, the usual rancid coffee, hardtack and beans.
The sentries call out, "All Is Well!", one of their hourly routines.
Sergeants huddle with comrades, offering solace to their platoon.
From across the way is heard a harmonica's melancholy tune.
From afar, Rebel cannon is heard, a portent of things to come.
Men in gray are readied for battle to the beat of muffled drum.
The ebon sky is aglow with the cannons' awesome display,
Competing with the moon, overshadowing its mellow ray.
Here and there a Bible is opened to the Twenty-third Psalm,
To once again be comforted by that eternal message of calm.
Pensive eyes that on the 'morrow may be forever sealed,
Gaze upward, imploring God's embrace as their guardian shield.
Hastily penned notes read, "If I should be borne to heaven above,
Know that we will be reunited in The Father's gracious love!"
Gallant men draw upon their innate will, apprehensions to allay.
The dulcet strains of "Taps" lowers the curtain on another day.
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
I never thought of the day, that I'd be forced to say,
Goodbye!
Although I no you wouldn't have wanted me
To cry,
But when Heaven sent for you, I can't deny
My heartache!
I no you wouldn't have left me, even if the earth quivered or quaked,
You'd of stayed,
By my side until the end of time, if you could, because our love didn't fade,
It was, and still is, unstoppable, unshakable unbreakable,
It's unconditional
Even now that we're apart, your love still remains irreplaceable,
It will last forever!
One day we will be reunited my marvellous Man,
We will be together!
One day probably not too far away, our souls will reunite for eternity,
In sweet harmony!
Although I vowed to love you until death do us part,
That wasn't correct, impart,
Because my vow does not end, like that of a beating heart, my love for you lives on,
So my vows roll on,
As your wife I promise to love you beyond death my dear husband even if we are apart,
I vow to thee, my love you are the only man who holds the key to my heart,
And you will be,
Beyond this life and into the next, because our love doesn't simply depart,
Soon we will be
Reunited to rest in peace in the heavenly Kingdom Forever for all eternity.
The days go by so slowly,
The pain inside of me unholy.
The days number greatly since you've been gone,
I have missed you for far too long.
What is this I see,
A heavenly angel descending upon me.
What is this mine eyes doth behold,
It gives me more pleasure than you could ever know.
Reflections of your face numbering ten thousand and one,
They shine as brightly as the sun.
"Have you come to take me home," I say,
For this I have prayed.
"We shall be together once again," he says,
As I feel the cold hand that is Death's.
"Hold on just a little longer,
For pain and grief make the the spirit stronger."
I close my eyes,
Content to die...
With my heavenly angel by my side.
Finally we float away,
On this my dying day.
We are reunited at last,
Two heavenly angels transform a troubled past.
MO:DPS FOR:OBIE
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Heed this call, my son, for my heavenly realm awaits
Familiar faces wait patiently beyond the gates
You stated proudly that you've lived your dream
Your wife was your river, and children your stream
I admire your fighting spirit, refusing to give in
Willing to give anything to remain in your skin
I shall bless you now with my ethereal light
Then I'll take you with me on this dark night
A painful path beckons for your loving wife to follow
Her journey will be filled with heart-wrenching sorrow
Tossed within a tumultuous sea
Your children will struggle to live without thee
Their purpose now is to develop and grow
Without the pillar of strength they have come to know
Tears will flow, and courage they will gain
For however many years here, they shall remain
Souls on this earth seek to enhance their inner light
Some require darkness, so their eternal spirit may burn bright
I can see you’ve come to terms and found inner peace
Knowing you’ll be reunited when their lives here cease
I finally comprehend the purpose of this life
And the immeasurable pain endured by my beloved wife
I promise, in time, you’ll surely come to know
My passing was meant to be so; it was for you that I let go
Though I will sleep now,
soon I shall rise again.
Will I dream cryonic dreams
fevered by all I have fought and craved,
as on so many nights past?
Or will I rouse as from an anesthetic,
unaware that time has passed?
Will I wake to a world
that has refurbished my forlorn husk,
but left my mind far behind
until nothing can be known or loved?
Perhaps my soul will linger
to witness what my body can no longer feel,
until the two are reunited by
routine miracles?
Will life renewed be
but days bereaved
of all those who have made me
thankful to be alive?
Will humanity wallow still in recycled history,
or will it have escaped
the gravity of its appetites?
I shall find out in a wink or two.
On the other side of sleep,
I hope to see you again.
Even the sun is mortal,
time may expire,
but life should insist on itself.
And death too shall pass.
Could it be
cause if it is
your with me
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Twinkle: twinkle twank!
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the boat was on sail
the scayle was digatal
the trout was poached
and she was the poacher
the rhino's are forbidden to
poachers
are you a poacher.
what thyme is it?
where did all the time go.
My silly mind.
Is that mine?
extracting minerals from mine:
or extracting minerals from the mine?
The leeks,
it leaks.
peas these his peas
where the take was found.
green, big green peas
the largest peas around.
who eye's peas
the black eye peas,
sweet peas too. skirt steaks, my steaks
there in mushroom.
I am husband not wife
spouse to the lday who's
married to me.
I am wife not husband
I married this man
this man married me
she wants him to love
she loves the other her
she said she aint got much
on loving
but the money can make her smile
he heard what she said
and they were together
she became pregant with a child
she likes being p@rned
but loves her to be intermate
that gonna jive
that parts we
can forget.
clearveiw Manor is
a fictional
City in the Provence of the reunited Country.
there is where our soap opera is situated.
you couldn't find a date in a fig newton!
Oh! Repent all of you people through all the lands.
The Kingdom of Heaven is at hand.
The last trumpet of the Lord Jesus Christ is about
to sound. Both the dead in Christ and alive saints
Are about to leave the ground. And to be
reunited with Jesus Christ in the middle of the
cloudy air! Forever we shall be in the presence
of our victorious Lord and King!
The victory celebration will take place very soon!
Oh! Return to the faith of our founding fathers and
mothers! Repent for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand.
And more harbingers of judgement are ready to be
unleashed! Unless we repent and forsake our sins.
It will dramatically and harshly change the world
we all live in! Jesus Christ is knocking at your
heart's door why not let him enter in?
The COVID-19 is a harsh reality. Because the
Kingdom of Heaven is at hand. Things can
grow rapidly worse for the sons and daughters
of men. Unless we hearken unto the warning
watchmen of the world. And turn from all
of our sins and inequities. Greater judgements
shall we see! Why not forsake and leave your
sinful life styles far behind you?
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
September 01, 2020
What will I do without you?
My beautiful angel girl
Sometimes you get into mischief
And you surely like to eat, especially doughnuts
You were always faithful since day one
In your younger days
You were always full of fun
And in the meantime
I knew you were getting older
And you started to slow down
When I called your name, it was hard for you to hear
But you always knew the smell of food
You used to bark a lot when you first came here
I know right now you are going to Heaven
I know tomorrow I will start the day without you
And in my heart, I will try to understand
Each tear that falls from my face
Is equal to each day you were in my life
I know deep down we will never be apart
Every time I think of you, day or night
I know you will always be in my heart
For you to come into my life
The night you left us, I held you so tight
And inside myself, I ask why
You never bothered the other dogs
But boy, did you enjoy your treats
I watch you as you always go in circles
I still get up at night to see if you are alright
But now I realize your're in Heaven
With the rest of your family
Especially Sadie
Well, I hope to see you again
When we are reunited in Heaven
Love you always, Grandpa
The day was long and greedily waited,
in near unspoken secret - like a thing
delightfully and enchantingly wicked.
We are reunited - simpatico - my love, lover and I.
We ravish each other and lavish each other
with flattery, endearments and entire pleasure.
We live sweet centuries in those tight hours.
Happiness changes the tenor of things.
Rains of feeling combine in torrents,
like the tinkling notes of a harp make symphony.
Our minutest nerves are instruments of joy.
Mornings start with exquisite excitement and
the dense reel and stagger of intoxication -
because we’re drunk with the fullness of life.
Leaves on trees called chestnut, linden and hazel, stir
gently in the breeze - those faint shoos and rustles, times
nature’s fractal design - blare, in effect, like terrific trumpets.
At night, as we walk together under cooling summer skies,
the stars in the far-flung firmaments, seem to huddle together
and whisper, like sisters, of life and the mysteries of earthy love.
We are the dust of those constellations - are we but spies?
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Songs for this:
Thank You My Angel by Over the Rhine
Perfect Day by Povo
Goodbye Sunday by Everything But the Girl
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*Med-school orientations start tomorrow
Taken
In this graveyard I sit and inhale the smoke.
As I sit, I read names, dates and quotes.
He was this and she was that.
They didn’t escape death…that is all I know.
Roses among the moss, the raindrops begin to fall down;
I stare into the dying sunlight and see images through clouds.
Then I see another mourner, praying to God;
We are both dressed in black, but she is no Goth.
She is just lost and has lost someone she loved;
I will not disturb her in her time of grief,
But I will glance at the grave stone when she is gone
And I am heading home, past all the head stones.
What is this sadness that surrounds us all in this place?
They have all been taken away.
Etchings and numbers like nineteen forty seven;
Names no longer remembered now they have all risen to Heaven.
Families reunited, never truly divided;
Always nearby if needed, inside a guiding light.
I kissed a girl and I kind of liked it;
But now her kisses are bitter to the thought,
Now she has been taken from my life.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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