Frank V. Gardner
Frank V. Gardner Poems
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This Time, You Come To Me
All through our lovely married life
I've had to go away.
And it was always you, my dear,
Who was back home to stay.
It wasn't my own choosing,
But the Government, which said
That I must leave my family,
And sacred marriage bed.
The FBI was first to pry
Our soothing arms apart.
And, each time I returned to you
With ever swelling heart.
The Foreign Service, next, attempted
Separate our arms.
But I was not to be denied,
Returning to your charms.
I came back to you every time,
From places I can name: ...
Iwo Jima: Why And How
Discussing the Pacific War, a student asked of me,
"Why take so small an island, isolated, far at sea? "
I told the class what we had done; it jogged my memory.
At home, I wrote that epic down in verse and poetry.
We had to capture Iwo Jima, killing most its men.
No other way could it be done, from landing to the end.
It's how I answer inquiries, some sixty years 'tis now;
And every time I speak of it, I'm wondered by the "how."