Uniforms
05/09/2004 03:54 a.m.
The poems I posted earlier this week were angrier than I want them to be, but it's some of the more honest work I've written lately, so they'll stay up until I figure out how to properly revise them.

Grandpop died on Friday night, shortly before 8pm. He was surrounded by his family to the very end, and he knew it. For years, he has been waiting to die, depressed and miserable, but when it came down to it, he fought to stay with us.

To answer my own question from "To a Marine Dying," he will be buried in his fireman's uniform, because the Marine uniform no longer fits him. The Marine uniform will hang on display at the foot of the casket. He was a true hero. He will be missed.


I am currently Sad
I am listening to "Dust in the Wind" ~Sarah Brightman