R.E.Lee

In the hollow eyes of starving men


With worn out shoes, but still fight within


Would you have made a solemn vow


If in poverty, your kin would now bow


Could you have foreseen, the hurt, remorse


As in honor you fought, from your brave white horse


Gray hair flowing as you lead your nation strong


For only four years was the struggle long


O, I think you would not have sheaved that day your swords


Knowing the wicked would become your children's "lords"


I walked that fence and that day I cried


A court house in Virginia where freedom died


In bitter remembrance of a nation of splendor


Sold to Yankee bankers, borrowers, and lenders


You were so brave and all those that followed


But for honor and your family your pride swallowed


O do not be regretful of that single deed


For you are the father of a noble breed........

#9

Six weeks in .......HEART BEAT............ number 9 on the way. May God bless us with a healthy child.... sometime around March of 2010!

I found you there....

Visiting Carnton Plantation here in Franklin I found the name of a confederate soldier from South Carolina who is a distant relative....and I reflected

I found you there not all alone

But with your friends today

Fallen swayed, from beautiful home

Resting there, so, so far away

Impassioned in an honored call

Defenders from invaders rage

In stone garden found reposed

Numbered ,letters marked in a page

I found you there my valored kin

Forgotten, I take my blame

Barely seen through weathered days

Mourned and cared for just the same

Now the time, to remember, recall

To kin and country and to reclaim

To never again forget the cost

By the man whom bares your name