Sunrise Service

And in dawn’s growing light,
Was heard the bugle’s blare…

If E’er The Cost

We are the sons and daughters,
Of a proud and vibrant nation…

Stand

Do not let my calm demeanor,
Make you for a minute think,
That I am not a man of purpose…

The People’s House

They call it “the People’s House”,
But only politicians call it home…

Young Men

Forged within that stringent heat,
A different man is willful raised…

Bound By Honor

The red ink of history written,
Drips long from the blades of man…

A Narrow Path

Fate hangs in azure strung long,
A narrow and harrowed path…

Yellow Footprints

There in the faint, narrow headlights,
Under the bus grill’s evil grin,
Glowing set of yellow footprints,
Where the journey would thus begin…

Mother’s Day

Oh, the wonders of a mother’s love,
Whose eyes see us as only perfect…

The Wave, prose written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com

Spillwords.com presents: The Wave, prose written by Brad Osborne, whose writings cover fiction and non-fiction, and cross most genres.

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