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By rgpage Submitted by rgpage Date: 2008 Oct 20 Comment on this Work [[2008.10.20.15.06.16663]] |
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in a latter year of my third decade my twenty seventh to be sure. i was young and strong, not bad on looks still seeking my maiden pure. in my earlier years I’d traveled the globe the compass far and wide. i went to war on foreign shores for uncle sam, but not our nation’s pride. viet nam took many lives and ruined many more, from the outset waiting my long trip home i felt so insecure. in those few years my way was nye i traveled from bar to bed. with who not knowing nor caring why to block the demons in my head. i lived this way for six long years not seeing life and life not seeing me. anti-war riots and widows tears a father’s cry and mother’s plea. six empty years past the stench of war, and a life gone that I once knew. a stranger then to all once loved, and friend to very few. now looking back it was then feel God saw I had no worth for this was when I first met you an angel come to earth. it was then you came into focus you were all that I could see. you gave your love and took me in and brought out the best in me. now thirty five years have passed since that day you came into my life. i still see you w/ that young man’s eyes when I took you for my wife. |