There will be another summer, with or without bodies, the essences of Truth on a JFK flag, holding on to your ideals against threats and bothers. War is the sprouting of a seed through snow and dirt and water and wind. Ahhhhh Reach up to the Sun at least one more time, One more day. Now, then, with me and give thoughts to your descent, shower in light and give again... Expression, God on a higher hill laughing... Waiting, awaiting your bloom.