Our little army boy Is coming home from B.F.P.O. I've a bunch of purple flowers To decorate a mammy's hero.
Mourning in the aerodrome, The weather warmer, he is colder. Four men in uniform To carry home my little soldier.
'What could he do? Should have been a rock star.' But he didn't have the money for a guitar. 'What could he do? Should have been a politician.' But he never had a proper education. 'What could he do? Should have been a father.' But he never even made it to his twenties.
piece inspired by Kate Bush song, also goes to my "Art of Mourning " series.
It wasn't long after 9/11, September 11, 2001, that I began this website. I felt compelled to connect with other people around the globe. I had recently heard about "weblogs" or "blogs" and I dove right into Blogger.com.
I searched for others to connect with online and I found Ageless. It led to meeting many great friends to discuss events of the day. From then on it snowballed.
Most importantly we offered one another support and friendship across the globe; finding that we were just a few keystrokes away.