As we march into the snowstorm
we reminisced the battles fought together.
Only those who have walked the path
would recognize the familiarity of the footsteps.
It’s been a long journey. And more is to come.
Among the glory and misery
what I remember the most is the kindness
and the willing comradeship.
I am grateful for our time, memory, and stories.
May our roads cross again.
May we meet with our hearts contented
in the hopes and dreams accomplished.
1.13.2026