[fish hawk]

THE SONS OF MEN

The sons of men
Go off to war
To fight and die
On foreign shore

Some on the waves
Some in the air
In jungled valleys
Or desert bare

I pray to God
A safe return
And if there's 
One thing 
I would learn

I must not fail
To do my part
To praise our boys
In head and heart

For this very day
I'm living free
'Cause other's sons
Have died for me. 

[JustAmy]

Aloha, Fish Hawk.

Thank you for your wonderful poem contributions yesterday.
As usual, I've saved them ... someday they may be exactly what I'm looking for.

Hope your are having a Beautiful Hawaiian Tuesday!!