Anthem

Oh, say can you see, by the cannon's bright flare, your dead friend's startled look and the tracer light streaming? When the battle was joined, far away 'cross the sea, a stray shot caught him there, from the dark jungle steaming. He will not laugh again, with that soft foolish grin, his life's blood's flowed away on a heartbeat so thin. Oh say, can you still see the bright sparks of his eyes, the reflections of the fire flashing thru the dark skies? JMH 11 Nov. 1996 _________________________________

Copyright © 1996 James M. Hopkins
Image: "27Years-IV" 1996 J.M.Hopkins

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