Title: Indian Giving Writer: Sheila

My sergeant. His "corporal". Forever I will be beneath him because he saved my life from becoming a cold mockery of living. Out of my fear, he created security and trust. Out of my tears, he created love. Because of him I breath now not in shallow ga ps, but in fragrant inhalings. How do you thank someone who has given you back life and meaning? Return his gift to him.

BACK to Poetry Archive!!

BACK to the Main Page!!