Visions of the past
Smile on me tonight
My friend I feel your presence
Your strength and will to fight
I see that strong young face
The uniform so fine
And this tall Marine...
Alive and in his prime
It's many years my friend,
I've not forgotten you
The times we spent together
The talk of girls and many brews
I remember when you left
You said your last goodbye
And letters from the jungle
Shed their fear, without a lie
My uniform was different
My fate was to remain
And you went off to heaven
So great was then God's gain
Tonight ,I sit here thinking
A tear drop fills my eye
You died before that twenty
But your star now lights the sky
By Bob Fox
Dedicated to Ed Furlong, My friend












































































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