991 Celebratory Poem For A Long Marriage 04-25-21

Me and my comrade in a fox hole.

Not exactly hearts and flowers.

Not first date jitters.

Not “Congratulations !!”

on your new baby….

on the new home….

But appropriate for our years.

The unwinable last battle

lingering on the horizon waiting for sunrise.

C-Rats nearly gone.

Ammo just about used up.

Exhaustion from the bloody fights in freezing midwinter,

each taken their toll on both of us.

And there is a deep down knowing

of the inevitable

no quarter-no prisoner black flag

hanging along our enemy’s front line.

Yet, still, we are here!

Hunkered down, together in the mud.

Waiting side by side for the coming blood.

That old joke among the fighters:

“When is the best time to die?”


But for my comrade sleeping beside me.

Peaceful, now, for the moment.

Secure in the warmth of knowing,


there is love.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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