Will I leave this life in a blaze of glory or quietly slip away?

I prefer to quietly pass on with you near if I have my way,

To look into your eyes and remember when I was still young,

The memories of a first kiss and the taste of your tongue,

A heavenly kiss becomes a treasure when soldiers leave,

Words escape too quickly to explain, I pray you do believe,

Things were so different in nineteen sixty eight it’s true,

Burning like a comet across the sky I was on fire for you,

You were gold and a treasure created by His Hand no doubt,

And I of the strongest steel processed to be triple A stout,

Never intended to go to war I was a protestor of war after all,

Because of loving you I chose to accept my military draft call,

After war’s torment and a deteriorating of steel I came home,

If not for you I would not have survived, I would be all alone,

Like a raging warrior of one I stood tall when needed in the fray,

For you I entered the fray of ten to save my treasure that day,

In a blaze of love’s glory for her I soared like a missile locked in,

Time seized to be for a moment or two then I heard you again,

I felt no ribs break or fingers snap until I knew you were okay,

Brother Steve joined the conflict without concern one other day,

There is no better way to exit the fray than a family victory high,

Like two diamonds in the rough we cut through time’s dark sky,

Exuberance only known of Kings was shared in victory that night,

When our loves are endangered there’s no hesitation to fight,

Launched by our father’s courage and our mother’s foresight,

In minutes with our angels safe we ended the assailant’s fight,

That was thirty years ago and I wonder how many more came,

I once knocked a classmate out when he spoke your name,

Lust and sex came from his mouth as if I would enjoy his word,

To say you want to xxxx a man’s wife so loud everyone heard,

Is an invitation to imagine it unconscious for awhile you filthy man,

Say it again and again I will hit you in the face as hard as I can,

The past twenty years I’ve been spent fighting diseases and more,

Actually it’s been much more but I’d rather discuss heaven’s door,

From heaven she must have come as I’ve seen her from there,

Her beauty is beyond any woman and I’ve been most everywhere,

Perhaps it is she that came from heaven like a blaze from above,

I’ve closed my eyes and imagined her flying down filled with love,

Gift wrapped in the black of sky with diamonds sparking through,

There is no other way to package true love if sent from heaven too,

Imagine the beauty of such brought from a beautiful angel to you,

So much love escapes her heart it bursts forth and it shines through,

Love rips from my chest unable to be contained as she comes near,

There is no woman more beautiful than her I still see enough clear,

Imagine what seems a container in the field all alone but sparkling,

Escaping starlight and reflected gold along with diamonds twinkling,

Her heart is bountiful of love for me to such extreme it’s hard to see,

Next to her is a vessel of me filled with love of the highest degree.

The end, by Pat.  For you Patti.  I love you.