Never thought a step could be so far
as I approached the memorial wall
a name of my high school friend, Phil
I heard his name with tears called
standing quietly a gray haired man
replied, he was my son you see
this marine, who died in Vietnam land
a memory is what's left to me
standing so firm this proud lad
for his country he gave that life
would see no children, nor a wife
saw my reflection within the wall
a tear spilled down our cheeks
responded to his country's call
but I can only ask, why
guess I must stand here now, and cry. |
