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How to erase history!

Seasons of my life

Why Do We Stand?

I'll Always Be There!

I Feel Just Like a Baby!

That's Life!

That's Life!

War is Hell

Oh! Where did it all go?



'OH! My,my,my!"





Forgive and Forget?

So Why Should I?

Fifty Years Later

All in a DAY

A Warrior's Soul

"Good Life"


My Only Son


"American Pie"

War is Hell!

Daream Catcher

Time is a Thief!

Ode to T/Sgt. Glenn Wilson

Never To Late!


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To Heaven

The men in gray were surrounded.
The canons roared, death was unbounded.
Across the valley the echoes sounded.

The last man in gray charged on his magnificent stallion,
with his head held high and his sword pointed to the sky,
he rode hell bent into a sea of blue… bound to die.

 Charge! With a deafening Rebel yell,
into a hail of mini balls, he quickly fell.

From here it would be heaven for
he had just experienced…
a living hell!
Jackie R. Kays


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