The ripples disrupting the peaceful waters surrounded by rough shaggy bushes. The bushes that lost their once appreciated color to the weeds that surround them. Two fish in the water face each other in a draw. Staring over a bump of rough mucky dirt separating their equally worn sides. Worn from time and stress. One who was once up to as a great sign of courage and patriotism is now looked down upon as a cowardly weak waste of space. His biggest mistake, he came home.
The Ones Who Come Home
October 11, 2017