Preface

"We work in the dark, We do what we can, We give what we have, Our doubt is our passion, And our passion is our task, The rest is the madness of art” ~Henry James

Friday, August 29, 2008

The War and Me

I cried, my tears not finding peace
And i must say good-bye to him
Can the shrill of pain bleed comfort
Though the nightmare's pressing in

I watched him move his lips tonight
Hanging from his breathe
I remembered all the years we spent
All the memory's at best

Only helped me struggle with the
Thought of loosing him
My hero and my father
My best and dearest friend

I wish I could have none him
Long before he left this earth
But he went to fight a war for me
And his life has known his worth

© Raymond t. Carter 2002