A body lies in the desert sand.
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Laying in the Desert Sand
By Brad O’Neill
I found the mangled body of a man,
Laying in the desert sand.
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His hand clasped rifle he lie face down,
Oddly I heard not a single sound.
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The wind it ran through his blood soaked hair,
But I felt not the wind nor heard the air.
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This body was mangled in unnatural ways,
A helicopter crash had taken life away.
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There were others buried in sand,
But there was something special on this man’s hand.
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The hand it held a wedding ring,
Signifying a love among other things.
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The ring it shown in the desert sun,
Tell death did them part, part did come.
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Another ring a million miles away,
tear drops upon diamond, no words to say.
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I wish I could find words to comfort her so,
As I loved her in life, but it is time to go.
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