MATURING AT NINETY

The heat is on!  Cool summer, hot fall!

July is most of August most, et al.

So pleasant!  Could eat in the sun, enjoy!

Sun even pleasant, I recall, as a boy.

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Enjoying the sunshine but do not wish again.

Maturing at ninety disturbing but then

Recalling sweet pleasures, is it a sin?

I live a full life I am convinced.

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Convinced that the bumming around quite clear

I could not settle down but had nothing to fear

But fear itself!  On a rock coming down

Clinging one hand, cool head, got around!

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Cannot remember even fearing, as calmly with care,

Praying the next hold my God ever there!

Certain I could make it convinced the end

Not yet but could be just around the bend!

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Then around the bend first jump from a plane,

With 6 more pending, could I do it again?

Facing the combat I just could not miss

Dreading the Philippines, First Scout, no not bliss!

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False feeling of confidence, could this be the way?

The war, led patrol, new paths everyday!

The whittled down replacements back to 12.

Whittled down again, sometimes 4 not shelved.

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Still going!  My cobbers (*) I outlived them all!

Mitch the final, would not listen, knew the call.

Looking straight ahead picked one between the eyes!

I still cannot stand watching while one dies!

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A buddy tripped a landmine, I nearly turned sick.

Left side blown to kingdom, medic come quick.

Died on the way down so just as well,

Heart, lungs, innards all punctured!  Just where is hell?

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Can we picture this life without problems?  No!

Face that machinegun, go with the flow.

Hand twitching, help me!  Just no help around!

Not even buried naked was found!

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(*) A pal a chum

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S.H.C. 08.26.10

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