The Sound Of Taps

The sound of Taps, the saddest song

It rings within my ears

A song without a single word

Can bring these eyes to tears

 

This solemn song too often played

Remembered on this day in May

The sacrifice of souls so brave

They’d have it no other way

 

Freedom fought so hard the cost

Enjoyed by all today

Taken for granted far too oft

WIth beer and barbeque and play

 

Take the time to say your thanks

Out of respect for those who gave

May the thankful close their ranks

Laying flowers upon their graves

 

A simple thanks I offer with heart

For a son who served with pride

To mothers and fathers of fallen souls

I’m thankful that mine is alive

 

No greater the tragedy remembered this day

Than the loss of a child or parent

I’ll never forget their ultimate sacrifice

Though their deaths are found so abhorrent

 

This simple poem is all I can give

To express to all how I feel

I thank you, we thank you from the heart

Just know that our pain is for real

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Heavenly Sun Wanes

Heavenly sun wanes,

Applauded by dusk’s silence…

Ovation of gods!

Cherished by the lowliest,

Taken for granted by man.

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Without any thought,

We reap her fruitful bounty

With veracity.

~

An ungrateful child

Would offer her greater thanks…

Yet we laud her not.

Perhaps it’s human nature

Or maybe we’re simply fools.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Grateful

Giving from the heart

Reaping rewards, enriching my soul

All for the benefit of others

This is what I strive to fulfill

Even though I am fatally flawed

Finally I realize my purpose

Understanding what it means to love

Lest I become what I most despise

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Simple Thank You

A simple thank you…

Gratitude shown with two words.

Does the thought pain you?

Do you find it a weakness

To show appreciation?

You would be most wrong!

Be thankful for all you have

Each and every day.

Only good can come of this

And you’ll be better for it

…In the End.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

How Long Should I Stay (Sonnet)

How long should I stay, it’s a question of time

As long as you need I suppose, if you must.

Do we really have a say, I say no to the climb

From birth to our death, in the Divine we must trust.

 

One minute or years, it’s out of our control

How long we will be on this earth, we don’t know.

Fear of our passing, certainly taking its toll

For when heaven comes calling, we must go.

 

Try as we might, we can’t stave our own ends

Rearing it’s head, unexpected most times.

This circle of life, no mere mortal can bend

As we wait for the hour, Reaper’s bell to chime.

 

Be thankful for what time we have in this life, fleeting it is to be certain,

Loving your children, mother, father, husband, wife, before you draw your last curtain.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

It Occurred To Me Today

It occurred to me today–

Prompted by a voice,

Not in my head,

No, it came from a voice on the radio.

I’ve heard this voice a hundred times,

Heard the same questions,

Heard the same answer,

But today–

Today of all days I actually listened.

What is life?

What is living?

That’s when the light finally turned on.

It’s the glorious journey of learning how to die.

We do it daily,

We do it with every breath.

We look to our religions,

Our Gods, our souls for the answer.

Why?

In the desire to leave this world in peace

With dignity,

With the hope for something after,

Something more than this temporary existence.

And why shouldn’t we?

Are we not returning to our beginning,

To the earth,

To the air,

To the heavens,

As we have been blessed to do.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~