Lou J. Klaiber

THE ROCKS BY THE RIVER

I want to be here
today…
… smoke grey upon the water

and my dreams
of home.

Tears that fall
upon the rocks by the water.

Young faces that lie in darkness

… hair blown by the wind
of history.

Soldiers lost
… and what have I gained?

Time!

Just Time

… and Rocks by the river.

memory
… old soldier memories

The sound of birds

moments that speak
in the silence

of being alone.