We'll All Meet at the FRV....
I feel a need,....
for the sound,
.......of laughter.
For,.... I've now run out of tears.
My life, lays strewn.... in my past.
My heart lays, in tatters.....,
like my banner.
And my destiny.....lays,
at the portal of Valhalla.
Behind an unknown door.
Paratroopers don't die....
They go to Hell,
And regroup !
Giajl © Jim Love