Taps and the Lone Bugler
Every time I hear “taps” played, it touches me in so many ways
The lone bugler at the end of the day or a fallen soldiers grave
A call say’n rest you warrior I’m watch’n over you from above
whether the heat of battle or sacrifice you will know God’s love
Each note to give you peace, touch your heart & rest your mind
in what you do and will face as death any place and any time!
Jimmy on Memorial Day, 2012
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Moments'n'Rom ance |
1 | 06/07/2012 |
| What's in Being a Friend | 0 | 05/31/2012 |
| Taps and the Lone Bugler | 0 | 05/28/2012 |
| Bull'n'Ride'n | 0 | 05/27/2012 |
| Heart of a Warrior | 0 | 05/26/2012 |
| A Tender Touch | 0 | 01/29/2011 |
| Love never Dies | 0 | 01/25/2011 |
| The Heart of a Cowboy | 1 | 01/22/2011 |
| A Miss in the KISS | 0 | 01/22/2011 |
| Moments | 0 | 12/30/2010 |
| Whispers of the Heart | 0 | 12/30/2010 |
| Thoughts | 1 | 08/02/2009 |
| FUNdling your Balls! | 3 | 05/26/2009 |
| HEARaSEE | 1 | 05/26/2009 |
| Living | 1 | 05/26/2009 |
| Life and Depth | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
| Brotherly Love | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
| DADly Dumb | 2 | 05/26/2009 |
| Above & Below | 2 | 05/26/2009 |
| Heavenly Life | 1 | 05/25/2009 |
| Texas Hold'em | 0 | 05/25/2009 |
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