Memoirs Of A Drill Instructor Poem by Paul Warren
Memoirs Of A Drill Instructor
Rating: ★5.0
March in a straight line
Pick a point in the distance to define
March in equal steps now
By the left quick match you know how
Clench you fists and swing to shoulder height
Once you feel the rhythm you'll be right
Whatever you do don't talk aloud
And hold your head up and look proud
© Paul Warren Poetry
Saturday, April 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: marching
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5/12/2024 4:39:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I think you captured that right drilled over and over again marching to eternity