A phone call
It happened while I was in the park,
Resting in the soothing shade of a tree,
And as I rested my head on its bark,
A call came from a number I couldn’t see.
Voice was familiar from a time in past,
Hello itself sent shivers down my spine.
“You came here, my friend, at last,
But where is our customery wine?”
I demanded him to introduce self,
To which he said a member of my troop.
“Captain! I no longer need any help,
But I do miss our fierce little group.”
“It’s time for me to report to station,
Day eleventh, March of Fourty-four,
You laid your life for us, for our nation,
Enjoy the soothing shade a little more”