01-17-05 - 16:36
"Tilling my own grave to keep me level."
The final one, the last time I will ever have to be a soldier, one way or another. The most dangerous thing I have ever done. But after this its over. I am sorry if this is too morbid for some but I don't think I will be returning back like I had thought. Who knows I could be wrong and will laugh at this latter in life. I have no great piece of wisdom for anyone, nor do I have some grand love to confess, the only thing that keeps running through my head is "But I being poor have only my dreams, and I have laid them out at your feet. Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams" Yeats. To everyone back home, you have been my only light in a black sky. For that I can never show you the thanks that it truly warrants.
At least I get a chance to go out fighting.
Good bye.
clark
P.S. a smile for Amanda
