Two Fresh Eggs

Two Fresh Eggs

For (James Bruce) J.B. “Bucky” Collier, A Friend

“Two fresh eggs. Any way you like ‘em, soldier.”

Flying over that peaceful ocean

Hiding depth storms

To sweep us away

Forever.

“Two fresh eggs. Any way you like ‘em, soldier.”

Even prisoners bound for execution

Are given a last meal…

Would we be gone

Forever?

“Two fresh eggs. Any way you like ‘em, soldier.”

So this is our treat

Before we go to meet

Our Maker

Forever.

“Two fresh eggs. Any way you like ‘em, soldier.”

Flying to the South Pacific

On a bomber

Borne for hell

Forever.

“Two fresh eggs. Any way you like ‘em, soldier.”

Crack my eggs…

Aborted embryo chick…thrown up…

Is it an omen

Forever?

“Two fresh eggs. Any way you like ‘em, soldier.”

The very few remain…

The Alive…but the fear still fresh…

I will remember that flight

Forever.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.

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