Monday, September 24, 2007


I will be whole again.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

When I first knew I loved you....

It was at the moment,
When from our bed,
The sounds of passions were heard,
It was at the hour,
When our marriage vows,
Seem to echo in the songs of joyous birds.
Calming breezes, cool waters clear,
Make music to my lonely ear.
The morning dew and grasses wet,
Keep despair on all sides beset.
And in the sky, the stars have written,
About love and things unforgiven,
And in the ocean, an adventuresome unknown,
Not unlike the forest and field overgrown.
And in the clouds with sun obscured,
So deeply gray, and lightly pure.
Which precedes the end of toiling day,
As the moon awakens, holding darkness' sway.
It is at this moment I do reflect,
Not merely recall,
Or simply recollect.
Upon my life with you,
And all that it means,
Pure and calming,
Like wind through the trees.

Just a little something I wrote that was inspired by Lord Byron. I love you, Renee.
Time is standing still.....

And I think I am about to lose my close, yet so far away.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Not soon enough...

...but soon Iraq will be just a memory, and I will be with my wife again.