THE HEAVEN

My hourly prayer at age ninety-four,

“Please make me feel like living.”

And if that is not possible, then I see one

Only reason for giving.

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Continuing this life so endless it seems,

Way back in nineteen-nineteen.

Born somewhere near Elkton in Michigan

Then  W.W. I  so it seems.

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Germans again now  W. W.  second,

Japan got in it, too!

I joined the fracas in the Philippines,

Just nothing else to do!

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Consistently, I led a patrol

Through those endless trees.

Over hill and dale we sure hit the trail,

Japs picked us off as they pleased.

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Countless times our full squad of twelve,

Was whittled down to four.

For 6 whole months replacements came,

Until there were no more!

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Then “Slow down, Sam!”  This came from the rear,

Enemy shot and friend expired.

We knew better than to search for him!

Guess we were too tired (?)

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Just same 4 again sitting around the fire,

Fine target, we could not care less!

Nor could we sleep there, just too warm out!

Talked and laughed I must confess.

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God had a hand on those remaining,

Sure, same as before.

Four remaining to proclaim the message,

Of that Heavenly Shore!

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the Sam was there and is here!

06.27.13

3 thoughts on “THE HEAVEN

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