I have decided to follow


at this point
this juncture in a fold of time

Id like to pause
with an architectured rhyme
something to invest
in a crevice of your mind

a word of endurement
a plea from my mind


a heartfelt cry
a savior will answer me
one who endured the loss
and flung himself onto eternity


so I a soldier on
a combatant in arms
duely serve his army
smoking gun and sore arms

I salute and serve with boldness
smoke and blood in my eye
Ill endure patiently and march from here
for a soldier embraces his calm

no turning back
no going home
Ill embrace my pity
wait for the great beyond

One day Ill take that lilly covered fairy.......
my window folded flag in arms