Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

By: Jeff Stevens
  THIS ONE'S FOR YOU BOBBY HOWARD R.I.P, FREIND..
There's that moment in life when you draw your last breath, and all that you have loved flashes before your eyes,
Time becomes frozen, as the unexpected comes, In an instant your gone, The calling you where expecting had came to soon,
 You lived life to the fullest, there were ups and downs ,heartakes and struggles ,but the bonds of family held you together,
And the joy you felt from rideing your bike, made you feel free as a bird while you listened and sang to your rock,
Those sounds you heard took your mind away, from a world full  of hurt, and a heart full of hate.
And While you had a spirit that soared like an eagle through the midnight sky, you were always laghing ,and never lost your smile,
You were tride and true red white and blue, You served your country, With pride,and dignity, as you Honored the Air force And the men with which you flew,
The day of your service there were many tears, family mourned, and your friends were there,
As i listened to the preacher give his final thoughts, and we prayed that final prayer, 
My heart was heavy, as a tear filled my eye for the world lost a man of gratitude and soloce, while heaven gained an Angel and high above you flew.
As we followed along on your final ride, there was peace and quiet, along with calming winds and a ray of light.
While family gathered to say there final goodbye's. 
A brief gust came whisking by crossing through the valley,
And as the color guards raised there Rifles, There Flag flew high standing strait in the breeze.
Then 21 rounds gave way a thundering sound echoed through the sky, calmness, with peace, where felt together, And the presence of God was all around.
On this day many tears came, our hearts mourned as we watched and prayed,
Saying farewell to a man of steele, nothing felt real, almost like a dream, and with a heart of gold, and rock in your soul The trumpets sounded in that final moment, 
Only one thing was left, it rode with you, through and through, 
The flag covering you was folded, with the highest of Honors, Handed off to your mother, and away you flew....