I had a friend once upon a time. He served our country. And today I’d like to remember him, as I often do. I wish he had been my family in blood, instead he was a piece of my family by choice. I miss our talks and the sweetness of every single word that he uttered.
I’d like to remember one man.
He was in the service,
I’m not sure which branch.
But every day he’d come and see me,
and tell me stories of his life,
and me not being quite as smart as I should
never realized once the gift he gave.
Until one day, he didn’t come
and he was gone,
and now I hold him in my heart,
and remember him and all the love
he had for his family and country.
The sacrifices he made and the humanity
he imbued, and I’ll never forget you
Old man Larry,
you were an amazing man
and the world is missing you!!