The Man The Myth The Legend

His face could tell a thousand words without saying a thing. His eyes are like the sea .distant ,and sad but sometimes happy ,and twinkling.
He is our old crusty sea captain with his sharp tounge ,and quick whit.
His fire ,and spirit will not be put out. He will fight till he can rise above ,and start ordering us around again. He's army man born ,and bred. He keeps his Citadel ring next to his bed. If your sitting around he will put you to work. But if you need help he will help you for sure. He's made some mistakes but so have we. All is forgiven ,and passed like a storm at sea. He loves the farm ,and calls it home. From the midnight train horn.To the morning dew at dawn. To his old ford tractor that hardly works. Or his huge imagination that raises hopes,and sometimes a nasty old building. We love him ,and hopes he gets better soon so he can regain his post as drill sergeant,grandfather,and mentor to his family; his platoon.

Summer work

Summer work how mundane you are
keeping from having fun
 but giving me work that is oh so hard
I try to make sense of words a hundred years aged
But to no avail i can't climb out of this literary cage
It's ruined so many things I want to do
Next summer . I will start earlier on finishing you .

180 Degrees South

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