For the Vets
whirling blades
administering Nam Angels
incoming wounded
~
long tours
in far away lands
bring back harsh memories
~
heat waves shimmering
on a foreign desert floor
men sleep in the sand
~
a man's voice cries out
to a lover's lonely ear
another smile dies
© Sandy
posted by Sandy at 4:50 PM
2 Comments:
Hauntingly beautiful tribute. My uncle was a helicopter pilot in Vietnam. He served two tours. Was never the same again.
I know what you mean, Tree...my brother was in Nam and has never been the same since.
God bless our troops.
S
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