On a Husband, Brother, Father, Friend, Artist, Patriot, and HeroA ship’s mast is selected
from the straightest, strongest trees.
Since the beginning, the craft has been honed.Roots once spread deep and wide,
limbs once supported and sheltered.
Now, a new purpose awaits.
The sail has been set and the ship embarks.
From our vantage, it recedes;
the mast shrinks as it heads toward the horizon.
However, we know that its size has not diminished.
Its strength remains,
leveraged to propel it across the sea.
And at its next port, there is waiting, welcoming.
As the ship approaches, it grows ever larger.
