In the town of monuments
I heard they built a wall
A place for fallen heroes
Who sacrificed their all
For men who had the courage
And never got their due
Who lived for God and country
And died for me and you
Emboldened by the thought of them
I vanquished all my fears
And searched along the hallowed path
Humbled by the years
I knelt beside my father's name
And those of all his peers
I rubbed it with a piece of cloth
And blessed it with my tears
Terry, what a wonderful poem! I feel that it is dedicated to all of us that went to Vietnam but especially for those who gave their lives. I'm sad that you lost your father their, I lost a few friends also. I'm sure he would be proud to read your poetry, this one most of all. Thankyou for letting me know. I check a couple of times a week for your stuff but I hadn't seen this yet.
GCR