Robert G. Kimberlin Jr.Madison, Kansas, USA |
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Robert works as a self employed oil field contractor, member of the Methodist Church and V.F.M. Post #1980.Married 34 years to his wife Claire, they have two children Tanya and Nikole. Robert and his wife Love Nature and share hobbies of gardening, and bird watching.Robert writes in Harmony: For Those who give all they had to give; and to those who give till it hurt and it still hurts.Robert says; "My Poetry gives me a healing realease, and I hope it can help others". |
The Chlon PerimeterOpening an old leter fom Vietnam, a picture I found,Three young soldiers, frozen in time. Two will remain forever young in the bossom of Crist. The third in my mirror I see, Old soon to be. Remembrance in dreams some 27 years old, Vivid still yet in blood reds and emerald green. A beautiful tropical Paradise Turned into a living and a dying Hell Orphaned children delivered unto the Nuns of Saigon Received in open arms full of grace. With the sky ablaze, a beautiful Asian sunset Marks the days end. Kneeled at the conquered waterhole Three young soldiers. One is washing, one is drinking and one is praying. For surely there is no greater thirst of God or of water Than the thirst of an Infantry Soldier. | Children Of The Vietnam WallThe Vietnam wall I pondered to seeSo by the dark of Night I did go. For mine enemy to see not Me naked, with tear on cheek Yet when I touched, and saw the Names All was gained, and nothing lost So now I care not, if to be seen Naked with tear on cheek For I had found the two young Soldiers Whom at battles height Delivered orphaned Children unto, The Nuns Of Saigon Through my tears, above the wall An Angelic Glow I saw The Nuns of Saigon in a schroud of Glory Looking after American Children of war Mother of Mercy remember my fallen friends And God save the children. |