A giant of a man
to whom history bows
As schoolboy’s sing
his legend proud
Our rivers symbols
where freedom flows
Through nighttime crossings
in driving snow
That freezing winter
at Valley Forge
The enemy slept
our hope restored
Embracing conflict
in search of peace
As patriots bled
our bonds released
A giant of a man
to whom history bows
In debt we live
our souls endowed
The first to lead us
the first to pray
The last to leave us
‘Tis Well’ this day
(Valley Forge Memorial Chapel: June, 2022)
Talking Heads
Left or right
the noise drones on
Distractions prized,
the message gone
What’s right is right
unless it’s left
The truth beguiled
—our soul’s bereft
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
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Author:
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