Of Why I Cry: Thou I am not sure why, when I see that wall - TopicsExpress



          

Of Why I Cry: Thou I am not sure why, when I see that wall of black stone, cut into the earth so green, I have to cry, thou I did not march in those battles long ago, I did survive the times, and wondered how long will it go on? So in my times today, I sit, and remember, my own days of service and still I think and wonder why I cry when I see the wall. I have no friend there, no buddies to remember and reflect on, but I do know I am glad that those I knew, returned from that land far away, either service there or visiting, or not having to go. So I sit here and cry, and wonder why, it affect me so, so in the end, when I meet my end, will anyone remember me so, to lay a wreath, a flower, a medal or letter. I do hope so, so in the end, what is a man but memories of things we did, of friends who remember us or us of them. So in the end, friendship is saying good bye to friends departed and remembering them and doing them justice for the time we spent with them. (or they spent times with us) So I say this, Good bye, but not forgotten. Mike Adams, 1996 (I use the word man as a neutral, not to designate gender) For: My Dad CSM Adams 12SF Gp Uncle ED, MAJ USMC SGT Sean Ryan, bouncer SPC Dick, buddy and former roomie SSG Dalilak, buddy and why you have to drive and drive?
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 19:36:37 +0000

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