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COPYRIGHT 2003 BY W. R. I. "EASY" SMITH |
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I've journeyed across the country again and again To my hometown, place of my next of kin I go to see them naturally But there are deeper reasons in reality To pay respect to some special friends While some I knew get lost in time These men and women are not hard to find Almost forgotten once without a trace Now they have their special place First time I journeyed to their sacred ground I heard in the depths of silence their every sound I looked for names upon the wall Names I tried to remember but couldn't recall Overwhelmed in emotions so hard to bear Each named on the granite seemed unfair As for a moment I stood in my tracks Reflecting in time as I looked back I froze on the spot and could not move All around me people seemed lost as they roamed Up and down searching with their quiet moans But I had come to this place and I was home But this walk I was taking seemed alone My heart cried out for others to hear Why am I here and you are there? I slowly walked down each stone in the ground I could hear my thumping heart sound Voices were coming from the black granite before me Tears steadily rolled down my face As being with them started a healing I was overcome by a barrage of new feelings My steps slowed to a turtle's pace This time i was with an old friend for is first time I walked before him as the journey began Time for his healing was at hand From the corner of my eyes i saw his tears In my silence and stillness i hid my fears A certain denial came over me Something to do with my PTSD Triggering stuff in of my own memories His tears remind me of my first time As I approached the wall I started crying Faces appeared in front of me As I searched for names of those I've longed to see I swell up with emotions each step I take I touch the names inscribed within Tracing with my fingers embraced by each of them Deeper into the valley I stepped - at each panel i wept A reflection of me each step of the way I stopped in prayer to my fallen comrades I search for words to them to say I tell them here I am today Because of the price you did pay I tell them I'll never forget I tell them you gave your all I tell them Welcome Home! |
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