I sit pondering the meaning of life, why we have it, why we lose it, and I can't figure it out, what on earth is it all about.  Oh I know the true meaning

 is love, and that God's always watching from up above.  He will set all things straight, this I believe, corruption will discepate. Why are we here I

 wish I could ask, I guess it's God's will that we finish our task.  In my mind's eye I see God's kingdom ornate, for in he I know that all things are

 great.  To love thy neighbor as one loves himself and to do for others with out expecting wealth. These are the meanings, this is why we are here,

 the meaning of life has just become clear.

A reason for me

by Lisa Noe

I heard the bombs bursting, I was frightened but brave, for I knew my purpose was to help and save.  The rain started pouring, a strong smell of

 smoke filled the air, The guns were blasting all around me but still I forged on wallering in the merck and mud.  I heard a shot ring out very near

 when I looked around it became clear, that my comrad in arms had fallen to the bullet which struck him in the chest.  The blood was oosing, a

 strong stream began to flow.  For me every thing, it seemed slow.  I rushed to his side and took off my shirt I pressed it upon the place he was

 hurt.  I screamed for a medic to take him away to a makeshift hospital located down the way.  He cried out in pain, and my heart was heavy for no

 one was comming to give us aid.  So I took him in my arms and ran as if something was chasing me.  I knew I was his only chance and I did'nt

 want this to be his last dance.  He whispered to me, to leave him behind, or I could end up with a fate the same kind.  I shook my head and told

 him to hush, This is the reason I came to this brush. The jungle was tangled with vines all around so there were plenty of places where we would

 not be found.  I saw as it were a troop of men, Americans, thank goodness for kin. These are my brothers, We're far from home, In a land where we

 are quite unknown.  They rushed to my side, bringing a gurny for my friend.  We got him to a mash unit and in time he recovered.  Back out I went

 full of glee knowing their was a reason for me.