Thurman P. Woodfork
LIFE GOES ON
Although his war has long been done
Nightly battles are still lost and won;
Rifles chatter, and mortars fire,
Men lie dying in blood streaked mire.
Closed ears are useless against the cries…
A buddy writhes in his mind, and dies…
He sees it, clear as morning light,
Skirmishes fought behind eyes closed tight.
It all drifts away with the coming of dawn,
He rises, determined to carry on.
There’s one last battle yet to be won,
Although his war has long been done.
©Copyright June 9, 2008 by Thurman P. Woodfork
Submitted for the June 2008 IWVPA Club Theme Project, “The Person Who Changed My Life”