Field Of Poppies
Row upon row the poppies grow,
Each one a symbol to brave men we will never know.
They stood before us, they stood up straight,
Row upon row the poppies grow,
Each one a symbol to brave men we will never know.
They stood before us, they stood up straight,
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I went to the grave of a fallen soldier
we will never know of medals he was the holder
Fighting in air on land and sea
We will remember them,
The ones who stood tall,
Who fought for their country,
The ones who were willing to fall.
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Tyler James was just a baby when his daddy died in Nam.
He was raised by a sister and a hard working mom.
He was raised to love his country, and every time he saw the flag.
He thought of his father, and how he gave all that he had....
Vietnam War
Setting off to Vietnam
Feeling proud, feeling strong...
I was totally moved by this poem.....I married August 28, 1966 and my 1st husband of 4 months left for Vietnam December 26, 1966 which was my last time I saw him. I became a widow on...
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Remember those who served before.
Remember those who are no more.
Remember those who serve today.
Remember them as we eat and play....
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In a bush, in a jungle, a man child hides
Hoping not to die
To his mother he cries
Quiet and still he lies...
I left home at seventeen to fight for King and country,
I signed up to a hero's welcome and proudly marched away,
We departed with pride in our hearts, sure we'd be home by Christmas,
The Hun was an easy catch, at least that's what they told us.
Brothers and Sisters at rest
we never forget
the gift you give
we still receive...
I was looking for a Memorial Day Poem to be read at our church on Sunday. The title of this poem spoke to me and not looking at the author I clicked on it. You can't imagine the pride I...
What do I hear?
What do I see?
Men crying, begging.
Bodies? Thousands....
I don't know anyone who has been deployed and has guilt, thinking they are a murder. Most are just doing what they need to know order to survive. There is a lot of guilt and trauma that we,...