What I’ve Shared, I’ve Shared
Earth, sand, and mud.
From holes, all over the world.
We’d stare, at the skies, and stars.
Share our secrets, trade our desires.
Thinking of home, wherever that was.
Thinking of those we loved…
Of those, we’d hope to meet.
Hoping not to die.
There was a calmness, amidst it all.
A silent longing…
An empathy, greater than any other.
I shared those holes
With my airborne brothers.
Giajl © Jim Love