For Joe

 

 

The last time I saw you, we stood side by side

Saluting as Taps played

Skies thundered with the missing man formation

The F-16s slipped the surly bonds of earth carrying the spirit of an Ace

Today I salute alone

And you have touched the face of God. 

The next time I see you

There will be no tears

There will be no more death 

There will be no mourning, crying or pain

For the old order of things will have passed away.