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I broke your heart.
I know when the deed was done.
I knew then
as I know now
I was in love with you.
 
More afraid of failure
than giving myself to you.
I still can hear in my soul
the sound of your tears
on the tape from that day.
 
Two hours of tears and screaming
my name in agony.
I was the center of your agony
in my rejection of your love.
 
It has been twenty-five years
since that day.
A day never goes by
that my thoughts turn to you.
 
In my being
I now know
that the joy I knew with you then
will come again in my death
and hopefully with it
the joy of heaven.
 
If you are reading this
at this very moment
know this is one
who will always love you.

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“Honoring My Fellow Veterans This Christmas Season” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, Texas Commentator

Basic Training and Adminstrative School, U.S. Air Force 1959, Lackland Air Force Base, Texas

Administrator, Cosmic Top Secret Control Registry for Headquaters ICEDEFOR under NATO Command, 1962-1963, John J. Rigo Airman First Class, Age 21

This blog posting is an opportunity to honor both fallen soldiers and living veterans across our nation. Only us former veterans who served can understand the bond we share, in the Love and Honor that we render to our country.  This blog posting is to honor those veterans who have served our country this Christmas season of 2012.   John J. Rigo Served honorably from 1959 to 1963 in the U.S. Air Force in both SAC and the NATO Commands.  My fellow veterans, families who have lost loved ones in service for their country, and those of you who Love America this Christmas season, feel free to post your “Like” link to show your support for our veterans.

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lightofheavenAs death comes closer to my door

my eyes, though weak, seem to become clearer

about what I see about me.

Something about the look of God’s creations

that I did not notice before now

In seeing this creation

a wonderment stops my breath.

 

It it the sound of wind singing

that I had not noticed before now?

Is it the vastness of the night skies filled with a beauty

beyond words that I cannot describe?

 

I find myself noticing beauty in people

a beauty that before

I did not see.

I see beauty in the old, the sick

the visions that I used to turn away from seeing

but no longer do.

 I feel the pain and joy of other people

I used to not feel such things.

The laughter of a child

ringing like a heavenly bell,

pealing in a meadow

sounds in my ears.

Is this God’s way of saying

“Look at what you have missed earlier in your life?”

I am not sure

but I do know

now I have become more thankful.

More thankful each day

for the gifts God has given to me.

 

I seem to be getting closer to heaven each day.

I now know, what I see, hear and Feel

are all but a small part of what will be in God’s world.

 

I can only hope

that in this twilight of my life

I might become worthy

in the areas that I have been unworthy.

May I be worthy of the love and blessings

He has given me in this life.

Thank you God

for this day.

 

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Courtesy of sion.hr

 
Steely the night shown against iced blackness
with a white diamond star blazing in the heavens.
Hints of soft voices whispered in the wind.
 
The weary shepherds pushed forward on their staffs
looking forward to the comfort of their tents.
Beyond the hills the sky glowed.
 
A choir of voices was heard with a sweet clarity
the sound of bells vibrated among the sound of horns.
The animals spooked deaf to the commands of their masters.
 
The wind increased in its volume and strength.
The shepherds were filled with fear.
Light overshadowed the darkness
during the midst of night.
 
Within the light formed
the most beautiful soft
white and gold of human-like forms
shining against the sky.
 
The shepherd’s breath stopped in their throats.
Filled with excitement and happiness beyond their capacity to describe
their skin prickled.
 
Heavenly voices brought words to their ears
words singing of kindness
understanding
peace
and anticipation to these men of the field.
 
The voices told of a special child that would
unlock the gates of fear and bring eternal love
to the future of the world.
 
This happened on a special night
a long long time ago. 
 
 

 

 

 

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Basic Training and Adminstrative School, U.S. Air Force 1959, Lackland Air Force Base, Texas

Administrator, Cosmic Top Secret Control Registry for Headquaters ICEDEFOR under NATO Command, 1962-1963, John J. Rigo Airman First Class, Age 21

This blog posting is an opportunity to honor both fallen soldiers and living veterans across our nation. Only us former veterans who served can understand the bond we share, in the Love and Honor that we render to our country.  This blog posting is to honor those veterans who have served our country this Christmas season of 2012.   John J. Rigo Served honorably from 1959 to 1963 in the U.S. Air Force in both SAC and the NATO Commands.  My fellow veterans, families who have lost loved ones in service for their country, and those of you who Love America this Christmas season, feel free to post your “Like” link to show your support for our veterans.

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courtesy of maniacworld.com

The trees
nature speaking to us
reminding us of a time
in the past.
 
A time when
men and women
were closer to God.
 
Closer to the beauty
and sometimes the anger of nature
but still beauty in all of its glory.
 
Yes the trees still whisper
that we are still a part of all of this.
Nothing has replaced
our relationship with God.
 
All we need to do
is take the time
to listen to the trees.

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Courtesy of mintees.com

I have found the perfect love in Jesus.

He redeemed me with His love

when I believed none was there.

As I left the earthbound

material things of this world

I was lifted up to the heavens.

 

Before me lay the gates of joy

covered with the tears of my redemption.

Awaiting my entrance were all the people

that I ever loved and deeply grieved their passage

from this earth.

 

Open arms did I find; hugs of love, was I given.

Upon entering those gates of joy

beyond sight and time

I saw a garden laid before me.

 

It was a garden of the trials and tribulations

of my life on earth.

They were but one small pea

compared to a field of His love.

 

I have found the perfect love in Jesus.

He redeemed me with His love

when I believed none was there.

Now I have been found.

  

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A ship in the sea of life
riding each wave of life
seeking the warm sun of each day
the beauty of each dream as night falls
is never lost
as  it heads toward the curve
of each horizon.
 
Storms will blow
onward do we flow
in love and courage
by His hand.
 
Tomorrow brings the knowing in His love
the vastness of the ocean
is not so alone.
 
As long as we believe
we will never be alone
for His love
surpasses all of this
this and time beyond
this brief sea of life.          
                                                                                      

 

                                                                                                                                

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With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
 
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
 
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
 
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
 
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
 
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
 
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
 
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
 
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
 
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
 
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
 
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
 
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
 
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
 

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“The Lord Defeats my Enemies Thru Michael who brings Death and Destruction to their doors…..Bless the Lord’s name, be in awe in the power of his angel.”

There was a certain grace to the look of him facing death.
He did not seem to have succumbed to the idea of dying.
He stood tall and proud with a direct look into your eyes.
His bearing, his eyes, said many things.
 
His eyes said he had lived a life of honor
and without shame
as to who
and what he was
as a person.
 
If he was guilty of any deep emotion
it was to have loved too much.
He had loved many in his life
giving all he had to give
to each relationship
without a reserve held.
He was always the one hurt
the deepest in the leaving.
 
If you ever knew him
you would never forget him
whether for a few minutes or several years
in the sharing part of a day with him.
 
He lived as a man
protecting the ones he loved.
He loved in the best of circumstances.
He loved in the worst of circumstances.
 
I am glad I got to know him on a personal level.
There were days of doubt in knowing this person.
“Yes” as one said about him in a dissenting way
“He always came out smelling like a rose.”
 You ask, “How did I know this man so well?”
It was easy knowing him
for you see
he was me. 
 

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