Willow Trees in Warfare: The Invasion of America

I will die tomorrow. I am barely over twenty years of age, and yet when the sun rolls over the horizon tomorrow, I will take my final steps towards eternity''s abyss. I am not an old man dying in my bed, nor am I a screaming soldier about to be killed as I run into battle. Instead, I am me, a simple kid from the Midwest who has lived through things that many will never experience in a lifetime of existence. I''m writing this right now as a weary traveler ready for the sleep of paradise. I have made my peace, and I have readied myself for that long trip home. If you have read this, I plead with you to pay no attention to me, instead look at yourself. Hug your kids, hold your loved ones, take a look around and soak it in, because the unexpected is just around the corner.