To: January24th; bentfeather
The sun sits low in Winter sky
A son sits high and passes by
Winter Solstice coming nigh
Duty done are reasons why
This when darkness is about
Humble stoic not a shout
Sky so full of black and night
Pride in doing something right
Just beyond the darkest day
Boy to man in honorable way
Tomorrow brings a bit more Light
A powerful Beacon in my sight
87 posted on
12/12/2003 2:01:06 PM PST by
Radix
(The morale of the Troops, is very important........................................9!)
To: Radix
Winter solstice is drawing nigh
chills the bones dims the eye
long cold dark creep in bones
ghostly forms roam with gnomes
and I at home in my dreams
close my ears to unearthy screams
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