Rahsash Geldich Posted January 16, 2002 Report Share Posted January 16, 2002 Faces crying all around Flags flying, all half-down The poles that usually hold Them so high, proud, and told Of our heritage, now weep too. Gas laden bombs flew Into our world, telling us that We could just as easily be flat on the ground as that tower Little more than gray powder. I pray that I will wake up, My world will not be messed up And all these men in uniform Recruiting my friends, Desert Storm Vets. with pain in their eyes Trying to show all of the guys And girls that we need to stand Again to face our enemies and prove That we can be strong to move Ourselves forward, learn from the past, And make sure we last To see another day in this beautiful Country I call home. Bountiful Have been our blessings, but now we need to show That our very will and hope, hearts know. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gyrfalcon Posted January 17, 2002 Report Share Posted January 17, 2002 *Gyr applauds* Moving, it is... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted February 6, 2002 Report Share Posted February 6, 2002 Actually, I'm rather glad I'm reading this with a few months time under my belt. poignantly written, expressively well done. -Peredhil Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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