We Went to War in an
Spring of 82.
We didn't smoke,
no marijuana ....
In between,
the mortars, or the shells.
No mossies, ever bit us.
No, tropical.... sun, ever burned us.
We never faired....
No South Pacific, balmy, breezes.
Just the freezing rain, and icy mud.
Of a little island
In the South...... Atlantic.
And the only wave, I ever surfed.
Was on the back,
of a.....
LCU!
Giajl © Jim Love