Tuesday, December 22, 2009

My Personal Haiku

The grassy field of frosted dew reflected the moon’s rays like snow in the early morning.

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Father!

A poignant memory of my father's absenteeism resurfaced while I was discussing my brief military career with my wife. I found myself gra...

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