
With Thanks and recognition to NoWayJo for providing "Reflections" by Lee Teter
The Tear
I stand before the WALL, with a tear running down my face,
it reflects the sorrow and pain of the heart.
As another tear rolls down my cheek,
it reflects the cold hard glare of black stone whose face has a chiseled look.
With the falling of another tear you can see the boyish fun of old friends who are no more.
As I fight to hold back the tears their gentle hands reach out to my heart saying we are here for you.
With their touch my tears say," I’m sorry that I came home and that you stayed behind."
As the tears flow I know that the boy I was then is no longer,
for I am a man weeping for lost friends in battles never forgotten.
I am an old man now, mainly because some of you watched my back
your boyish features are etched in my mind and
You remain young men forever, frozen in an abyss of time.
My day's are now numbered and when the trumpeter finally plays "Day is Done"
I will join you once again, my friends, my comrads, my buddies.
Semper Fi, Semper Fi, Semper Fi
For I cry A tear For those who gave their all.
And a tear for us here today who handed their mothers,
The red, white and blue, Star studded pall.








































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