By Day, You’re Out Fighting Wars

By day, you’re out fighting warsWherever politicians decide you need to roamDiplomacy by air, land & sea& the lucky ones get to return home But your training doesn’t include thisUnsure how exactly to be a regular guyBabies & tiaras & unicorns bebopping aroundHow to explain a child’s smile can make you cry   Image byContinue reading “By Day, You’re Out Fighting Wars”

Sitting At The Windowsill

Sitting at the windowsillFingers stained by my inkFace red & tranquilly humbledCold & tumbled; too frozen to thinkThe nights are dropping tempsI’ll need to do everything to keep warmThough I’m unwrapping each layerEagerly embracing your gracious formLife is a fine chance to love youTrading kisses as I adjust your weary crownTelling stories of our youngerContinue reading “Sitting At The Windowsill”