Poetry abound

My wife picked out a couple of old pieces of poetry for me to post, and they've been sitting on my desk for a few days now. I wrote them years ago (a dozen or so, or more) and though at the time the poetry was endearing or funny or whatever, they do not reflect who I am now. So, rather than continue to post all of the old poetry (I will still on occasion) I wish to instead offer something new, written at this moment, just for the heck of it.

Face to face
Top to bottom
End of time
Life is short

Pain to sorrow
Battle to bear
Hope for freedom
Carry the spear

Time is timeless
Liberty rings
Fought for freedom
America sings