Taps

We hear it at military furnerals, Its heard daily on base, Written by a commanding officer, Southern after a terrific tragic engagement, Fallen strewn across a field, Various stages of dying, Can you see it! Can you smell the cannon smoke, Air enveloping all smells, All boys crying crying out Momma, The high ranking office,Continue reading “Taps”

An Amazing cousin and friend Karen Heike Denito.

Youngest of Doc N.E.and Wava Heike, Born July nineteen hundred and fifty-six, Not yet sixty-five, French horn player in high school, Collected those little trolls, and really small dolls, I lost my favorite cousin when I came out, Karen gave her daughter her mom’s name Wava, I know Wava from a distance, I will alwaysContinue reading “An Amazing cousin and friend Karen Heike Denito.”