The New York city lights


The New York city lights.

A Chapter by Coyote Poetry


A new chapter. Please enjoy


I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey.  I took a leave after I arrived in the USA and I drove my truck to the base from Virginia.  I was given a job in supply. I was a numbers man and the Army used my time wisely. I re-enlisted for the war  to escape the suicide of two brothers. I believed I was seeking a good death. War taught me that life was okay. You can’t fix every problem or situation. Just listen and be kind. I had a lot of time to travel. I was waiting for orders and the military wasn’t  very quick.  My boss was a twenty five year Veteran. The Sergeant First class  released me early every Friday. I would drive down highway…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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