Dancing in the moonlight beneath the live oak trees,
Is where my heart yearns to forever be.
To re-live the days of my youth gone by
To see my love under a moonlit sky.
I find myself far from home,
Defending her country with a life my own.
An enemy's weapon has found its mark,
As I lay here, slipping away, alone in the dark.
Struggles and fears all float away,
When nights and loves and breezes come to stay.
You see my life was once made free,
Dancing under Spanish moss of that old oak tree.
Spirit ties my soul to the warm bay breeze,
When I dance in the moonlight beneath those old oak trees.



This poem was composed during the dedication ceremony of a flagpole to the veterans of the War on Terrorism on the shore of the Choctawhatchee Bay under the protective canopy of a Spanish moss-laden live oak tree at Destin’s Clement Taylor Park. Horner is known as “The Piper of the Sand” and played bagpipes at the event.