Truth be told, it’s rare that I hear Taps and don’t get a bit teared up.
Photo credit US Navy.
Prompted by Haiku Horizons
Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Haiku, Haiku Horizons, Military
Showing posts with label May 30. Show all posts
Showing posts with label May 30. Show all posts
Saturday, May 30, 2015
To Everything… Change.
No sooner the morning comes when
the mid day sun passes over the zenith.
No sooner to celebrate lunch prepared
Then dinner plates come between us.
And no sooner do we say hello
Then we say our final farewells.
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Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Grammar Ghoul
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