I feel nothing but ash, one time a made a 98 year old **** soldier cry. When I told him about the two lost brothers on two city towers. With rifle snipers ready to take out the enemy. The chamber is loaded with intent to blow the head, off in the dead of night. And as one fell, and the gun fire bled. He realized it was his long lost brother, Pilot. He whispered out regretfully lisply," my brother ". I watched the old war veteran hieve a big sigh, as tears fell from his eyes. Tear ducts washed anew. I glanced at the picture on the right, there stood Pilot & his brother drew...
I really did. I can't still see his harsg breath in the winters morning