A Sergeant Joyce Kilmer poem and one of my poems.

Very nice – love these poems! 🙂



(SergeantJoyce Kilmer. Born December 6, 1886-died in battle july 30, 1918. My favorite poem. So beautiful and true.)

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives wuth rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

(Thank you Sergeant Joyce Kilmer for leaving such beautiful words for us to read. Great Poet need to be remembered.)

WAR, what it is good for?

(Edwin starr voice can’t never be equal)


Sitting on the Iraq border.
My division of soldiers is waiting…

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