Poem 176:

The Lone Marine


The old marine
buttoned up his coat
for the winter cold
and long journey home

As he strolled along the path
a lone dandelion
swayed gently in the breeze
bathed in the moons eerie rays

As he lingered for a moment,
he thought about time now gone
and noticed the grass just as green
as the day he left, so long ago

A lifetime of choices
a young heart was to make
& though he sought harmony
found instead, the warrior he must be


His journey home marked time
that he had served, time well spent
yet the voices of lives lost
ever traveled at his side

Few of his friends chose the trail of war,
but turned not aside
for home and family they fought
each remembered, waiting patiently
in eternity

Semper Fi – Happy Independence Day

© 2014 by James Spruell All rights reserved

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  1. michaelmulholland

     /  July 4, 2014


  2. Al Manfred

     /  July 4, 2014

    A photograph in time captured by a living camera..Well done..

  3. flyingfeet2anywhere

     /  July 5, 2014

    Very nice.


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