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Saying Goodbye

Deep in the jungle
From high above
Comes the roar of thunder
From the enemies gun

I hunker down
And cover my head
Praying to God
For the men I've led

I sit in my foxhole
Late at night
Holding a young soldier
Oh so tight

I lie and tell him
It will be okay
As I see a chopper
In the light of day

The chopper came
A little to late
For this young soldier
Is at Heaven's gate

I lay him in the chopper
And away they fly
As I sit here crying
And saying goodbye

About the author:

I am an auxiliary member at Post 69 in Whitehall MI 49457 and this poem was inspired by two drawings done by my friend Lanny Martinson who is a Vietnam Veteran.

 

Jean Meyer

June 14, 2013 - 1:18pm

this poem has another drawing that I used for inspiration but could only upload one.

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