salute to your dearest nature. my sweet presence u envollope me kindly. swiftly. and gracefully.. welcome the new day and join hands
ashley
The young soldier saw his superior enter the room. His body went rigid and his arm came up so he could salute, just like his dad had taught him. The older commander offered a weak smile, “Son, you aren’t going to be nearly as happy to see me in a few moments.” The soldier was confused, and his arm very slowly dropped back to his side. “You’re being sent home. Your parents interrupted a robbery and… they were killed…” He finished, and the soldiers entire world came crashing around him.
CeraLyn
savior: same story every night
a bird cries outside my window.
lose my footing as i climb to reach it
unsteadily i fall
trying to save it from its pain
everyone suffers untouchably.
Every day on my ride to work, I give the ole’ one finger salute to the drivers in front of me. It never fails; every day there is someone who doesn’t understand what a speed limit is, doesn’t understand that the passing lane is for passing only, and doesn’t understand that turn signals aren’t optional.
salute to your dearest nature. my sweet presence u envollope me kindly. swiftly. and gracefully.. welcome the new day and join hands
The young soldier saw his superior enter the room. His body went rigid and his arm came up so he could salute, just like his dad had taught him. The older commander offered a weak smile, “Son, you aren’t going to be nearly as happy to see me in a few moments.” The soldier was confused, and his arm very slowly dropped back to his side. “You’re being sent home. Your parents interrupted a robbery and… they were killed…” He finished, and the soldiers entire world came crashing around him.
savior: same story every night
a bird cries outside my window.
lose my footing as i climb to reach it
unsteadily i fall
trying to save it from its pain
everyone suffers untouchably.
Salute the flag. Just do it. Don’t ask any questions, especially not “why?”.
Salute the flag. Just do it. Don’t ask any question, especially not “why?”.
Every day on my ride to work, I give the ole’ one finger salute to the drivers in front of me. It never fails; every day there is someone who doesn’t understand what a speed limit is, doesn’t understand that the passing lane is for passing only, and doesn’t understand that turn signals aren’t optional.
Back straight
Head high
Eyes forward
Hand stiff at the brow
Starched green fabric ironed to the crease
Salute!