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Fear Not

 

Fear not, my friends, those who threaten you

For by their threat they show their own deep fear

Fear not the heartless for they are few

All those with souls stand beside you here

See the helpless baby there now crying

Little feet and slobbering everywhere

Such birth denies all thoughts of dying

And turns our loving eyes with tender care

Upon tomorrows baby that we nurture

With all our great faith and fellowship of man

Ensuring that the sun will shine in future

Built on the memories from which this love began

Fear not! Fear not! For there comes a morrow

When we will all together shed our sorrow

 
 
 
 9/4/03 Colin F Jones
 
 
 

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A VETERANS DREAM


Now in my painful peace I do dream,

of conflicts past ; of battle fields obscene.

Of comrades dying in the smoke and rain,

For there my heart will evermore remain.

Did I know it then that in sharing fate,

I would love them still at a future date,

When age had taken most memories away,

But none by time would their lives decay.

I'm prouder now than I have ever been,

And more clear now is my lifelong dream,

We fought together eager and so bold,

That I see more clearly now that I am old.

Sleep Oh, brothers, sleep a peaceful sleep,

Immortalized in the teardrops that we weep.


Colin F Jones

 9/21/03
 
 

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