Well it is that time again...FIFA has me parked in front of my television and until the final whistle I shall not be moved! As always though it irritates me when some of these talented young men play dirty, why not play by the rules and let the score tell the tale. Never the less I hold out hope that the world will watch and cheer along with me, setting aside our differences and celebrating the passion and heart that goes into playing this great sport for 90 plus minutes.
P.S.
I don't care what anyone says, I will scream and cheer for the red white and blue...win or lose!
Go World
Deo.
Every day at its beginning is great, it's up to those who live it to keep it that way...K.E. aka Deo Volente
Sunday, June 29, 2014
Saturday, June 7, 2014
Soldier at the museum
I felt you then I saw you,
didn’t even catch your name.
In moment so much deeper
than days of all my same.
Pass the glass enclosures,
this yesteryear by pane.
Battles, guns and bullets,
trinkets that remain.
I saw you fixed and humbled,
my heart knew all too well…
you stood inside a memory,
your lips would never tell.
I wanted to engage you,
to share a thought or two
but couldn’t find the courage,
for who knows what you’d do.
Glare at me in anger,
as I disturb your thought
or would you just ignore me,
unsure of what I sought.
It’s too late now to do it
and though you’ll never hear.
Inside my still small moment,
I’ll tell you now I care.
I care beyond the camo,
the colors that you wear.
Each moment I was absent,
though you were surely there.
I care that you endured it;
the pain, the loss, the fight.
I thank you for your courage,
beyond my field of sight.
Deo Volente
aka KEC.
June 7, 2014
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