For Cory


Yet nigh-unknown,

Your kindness warmed

My dusty Bones.

Young Warrior.

A Faithful Man,

Great depth of Heart,

But you are Gone.

Gone? Eternal?

Not likely, Sir.

The Feasting Hall,

Valhalla – Home.

You, forward Scout,

Knives, table set.

You know We come,

Never alone.

Corey Fuentes

© CGT, 2017.

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