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Poem: The Victor, by C. W. Longenecker
posted over 2 years ago by Mollie1107 | 1 comment
The Victor
The Victor by: C. W. Longenecker
If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you like to win but think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, y...
The Victor by: C. W. Longenecker
If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you like to win but think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, y...
Bad luck for years and years, when will it stop?
posted over 2 years ago by Cynthiapaints | 2 comments
I am mad as a hornet today. Yesterday a dr called me and told me that I have genotype 1 A and a viral load of 4 million, that is all about Hepatitis C, that I found out I had when I did a bone marrow transplant for my brother Brent. He passed away...
November 11th on the Bloggin' Trails
posted over 3 years ago, updated 1 minute later by DKruz | 0 comments
Hello,
This is the day when we remember our fallen troops. It is an honour to take some time out of my day to give a little something back to those brave men and women.
This morning I got out of bed at 5:30am to watch the conclusion of the vir...
This is the day when we remember our fallen troops. It is an honour to take some time out of my day to give a little something back to those brave men and women.
This morning I got out of bed at 5:30am to watch the conclusion of the vir...
A Moment in History
posted over 4 years ago by Lissom | 1 comment
Today I salute all military men. Not only is today the anniversary (March 8, 1965) of those brave men who were the first U.S. Combat troops to arrive in Vietnam, it is also the anniversary (March 8, 1862) that begins the saga of the two American w...
A Veteran's Day Ballad.
posted over 5 years ago, updated 25 minutes later by learning1 | 0 comments
NAMES
They're selling little flags, I'm told,
By the wall with the names of our dead.
Where some still search, with eyes grown old,
And, sometimes, with eyes still red.
And scholars come, when the weather is good,
To discuss the old battles ...
They're selling little flags, I'm told,
By the wall with the names of our dead.
Where some still search, with eyes grown old,
And, sometimes, with eyes still red.
And scholars come, when the weather is good,
To discuss the old battles ...
