{"id":817,"date":"2016-01-26T01:17:34","date_gmt":"2016-01-26T07:17:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=817"},"modified":"2016-01-26T01:17:34","modified_gmt":"2016-01-26T07:17:34","slug":"i-heard-a-horn-1969","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2016\/01\/26\/i-heard-a-horn-1969\/","title":{"rendered":"I Heard a Horn (1969)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> As a young sailor my heart was carried by the wind each morn,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> As angels gather the souls of the men laid to rest I heard a horn,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> Though labeled a sailor I was a soldier with a weapon in hand,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> As wind blew across the land I heard angels help dead to stand,<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> Please Mother Nature carry my love on your winds to her today,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> Thought I smelled the mowed Texas grass but it soon blew away,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> Heard my schoolmate cry although he died a year before I came,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> They are hot on my trail but exhaustion has filled my worn frame,<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> The three I left behind are wearing heavy on my mind and heart,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> I&#8217;ve their dog tags in my pack but to leave them tearing me apart,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> I won&#8217;t give up, I won&#8217;t,\u00a0 I swear I will carry the tags to send home,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> Wonder if the dark angel that wanders the field will leave me alone,<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> I&#8217;ve a girl back home that wants my return at least I think I&#8217;m sure,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> The cards I&#8217;ve been dealt weren&#8217;t the cards on the Navy brochure,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> I hear a chopper on the other side of this jungle I must live through,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> Run hard I keep telling myself and this nightmare won&#8217;t be true,<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> The blood on my hands matches the blood I&#8217;ve worn for two days,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> I&#8217;ve washed my hands but whatever I do the stench of death stays,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; font-family: Alice;\"> Jock itch has overtaken my groin and thighs so bad that I bleed,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; 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