Daddy's Hand

by Dan Yates

Poem


Years Gone

by Penny Deere

Poem


Lonely Soldier

by Jason Bartley

Array


Drifting Wood

by William Snead

Poem


Respect

by Lawrence Langman

Poem


We Never Learn

by John Swainston

Poem


TOGETHER

By Tom Lowman, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Side by side in rocking chairs,
with streaks of silver in once-golden hair,
they sit in the light of a sunny day.
She turns to him in a tender way.
She says, ""The sun is cascading over the sill
like a waterfall, if you will.
A flight of geese is passing near.""
""Ah yes,"" he smiles. ""I hear them, dear.
They're heading south this time of year.
Leaves are crackling, cold winds blow.
I guess they think it's time to go.""
And he whose eyes had long grown dim
could see the pictures she drew for him.
While she no longer could hear his words,
she read on his lips the sounds of the birds.

Daddy's Hand

by Dan Yates

Poem


Remote Control

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Dog Days - A Blast from the Past

by Penny Deere

Prose


Lonely Soldier

by Jason Bartley

Array


Why We Stand

by kimberly green

Poem


When You Wish Upon a Star

by Scott Sjostrand

Poem