Sunday, January 31, 2016
Old Soldier Friends
“When he left it was like a train hurdling away— I and Butch
McGee, on opposite tracks, into different dark tunnels;
In West Germany, in those far-off days of the Iron Curtain.
That was back in’76,” said the Buck Sergeant of the Corporal.
“He was restless, sedate, and never late, life stared straight
Through his eyes! And his youthful insight.”
Before they’d connect again, four-decades would pass them—:
No light would have entered their unbreakable bond.
Hence, upon their tantalizing reunion, neither one had lost the
Sky or the ground, but rather found it was all quite natural.
#5042/1-30-2016/ For Butch McGee