January 2013

I love a sunburnt country A land of sweeping plains, Of ragged mountain ranges, Of droughts and flooding rains. Remember us in the heat and haze The ones who stand and guard No medals we, no weapons too Save hose and boldened heart. Remember us when night doth fall That we remain here still And

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To explain it simply.  I’ve sent this to all on my mailing list, posted it on Facebook…and now here.  This judge rips the Journal to shreds!  A true delight to my soul..