THE BOY YOU WERE STRONG AND STRAIGHT
The leaves rustle
In the wind
Though this morning is quiet
Not a breath
The sky a forever blue
The blue of the uniform
Salute
Forward march
Like a shade drawn
Over the mountains
A lovely shade of orchid-blue
I remember the image of you
Strong and straight
A boy grown into a man
You walk away
Through the tall grass
Into forgotten yesterdays
July 20, 2018
1 comment:
Beautiful and so poignant, the man walking away into forgotten yesterdays. Sigh.
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