My eyes are gritty, my body sore. I cannot believe I’m in the Marine Corps. I plan each day to do my best. My uniforms neat, but man I need rest. I follow instructions and orders all day. I never talk back, although that’s my way. Above and beyond, I am willing to go. Each day brings me closer to the day of the Show. Our theater Iraq, the Shield becomes Storm. I shed not a tear, but the fear it is strong. I grit my teeth,...

Cowboy hat is a halo Heart is open wide He may not have wings But his shoulders are so wide My picky horse just loves him I’m happy by his side. Eyes are the windows to his soul. And I see myself inside. The likes of me can wish. He’s the answer to my prayers. When he smiles, I just know, He will always be here. He’s just perfect in all ways. The man of my dreams. Open, honest and loving. No lies, and no schemes. Smile th...

The bubbling pot The silver ball Full of fragrant leaves Steeping… steeping… Pretty saucers Matching cups Linen napkins Finger cakes Silver service Fancy tray Table cloth gleaming white Time to serve Sugar cubes Honey drizzle A splash of milk perhaps Just black Tentative sips Gently clinks Of stirring spoons And passed plates of treats Tea is tradition So tasty and fun I always looked forward To tea time at Gran’s