The Paradise of SpeechA Poem by Alfred Kukitzwhen two vets meet
The Paradise of Speech
A mildness seems to cover our exchange of words Oh yes........Vietnam.....war was something we breathed Our close proximity envelopes the moment We share our shadows, discover each tour of duty, the friendliness borders on a paradise of sorts I am grateful for his sacrifice as he is of mine We thank, we give blessings, we move our separate ways Always I remember these moments as God speaking to us in familiar ways. © 2017 Alfred Kukitz |
StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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