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In Memoriam

Robert O. Lynne

USMC

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It is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end.

But, perhaps, it is the end of the beginning.

Winston Churchill, 1942

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Into his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.

  Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

~~TIME~~
There are Times....
There is the first time
and the last time -
the only time -
the future,
and the past time....
There is the time a baby tastes
snow on his tongue and laughs
with plain delight -
when an older person
yearns for someone in the night -
There is the time of great distress
and longing and dreadful fright....
sometimes there is a time
to fight......
There is the first time of love
and the first time of loss
and the time when we
must pay the cost
of reaping what we sow -
There is the time of letting go -
There is a time of being young,
for being wild, and free,
of being settled-
and of sometimes feeling
lonely in a crowd
when everyone else is talking
but words in your head are loud -
There is a time of healing
a time when there is loss of feeling
a time of conquering, and  gladness
a time of failure, along with sadness......
Enjoy it all, and keep on learning
Because, in reality,
in the world's constant turning
time is measured in
milli-seconds of the sun -
Time is all there is -
and at some point,
the Time
is
done.
© Christina Sharik 6-01

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Thoughts of far away

I find my heart at times traveling so very far away
As if I was standing and watching,
As it wings its way
To that place where its passions, desires and love
Most deeply reside.

I look as if to say, no wait, wait, for me.
After all
I should go as well, you are a part of me.
My heart's retort, well hurry and come along.
As I can not do this alone.

Time grows short my old friend
Your heart is wise and has good counsel
Your spirits are connected
Reach, reach while you have time...
©Bob Lynn 3/17/2001

“The Last Patrol”

Men lay dead on earthen ground
Soiled in blood’s crimson’s red
Both friend and foe
Humanity torn its very fabric

Point I had that day not my responsibility
Hunt, Hunt was the order that morn
Cold but hot as sweat found it’s way
Dripping, dripping from back and chest down my legs
Surely---this just another day to kill

So many months gone and pass
Deaths door step many times escaped
Now blood renders forth from stomach’s heart
Will men ever see beyond life’s fabric’s tare

My foe appears full with arms
I turn---he with in my grasp gentle pull the trigger
No more than 40 paces
Times before no thought to not

But, an end it has to come
Oh, heart is heavy death no more
Eye to eye we gaze forever of more
That short time in life’s play
Surely that day
I could kill no more
I carry forever more.

Morning next home

Perhaps men argue no more

©Robert Lynn 4-23-2001

What I Hold

What I hold and store in my heart
I wish for it to remain
This heart has gathered much and touched much
Along it’s way.

Along it’s way
This heart has been loved and touched by many
Through its travels to places near and far away.
This heart reached to absorb the pain of others
Even at times tempted to hate
Along the way within the ruins
Of war
Even then this heart found no room to hate.

This is my heart

I am my heart
My heart is my soul
My heart is my spirit
My heart is my breath of life
And my essence of my being
This is my heart as I grow old
Till the day I leave this place

This my heart will never allow itself to
Turn away it’s spirit from another.

© Robert Lynn---6-5-2001

Before I Sleep

Your golden wonderful and spirited smile I take in,
With fading awakened breath
Deeply I absorb with-in
Before I sleep
In my hand your golden nugget held so tight
Pressed against my chest
Where the warmth of heart and life unfurl
Warmth rushing slowly though my veins
Before I sleep
Utter words I keep to myself
Never ever to share
I love you dearly
Always you, only you next to my heart-
All these many years
Should I not awake.
These words-
I wish I shared………

© Robert Lynn May 7th 2001


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