Sunday, May 27, 2012

Carrickfergus - A Memorial Of Sorts

The sun was setting over the sorghum with a gentle breeze tickling my nape and it brought to mind a sad day so long ago as I rocked in a beloved swing with a similar sentiment rolling through my thoughts - when I was "rarely sober"...

For all the young men lost, and the women and families that mourn that loss...(and, yes, the women, too - now that they also fall in those ragged lines...)

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