By: Guy L. Jones © 2000

I stand before THE WALL
with a tear running down my face,
it reflects the sorrow and pain of the heart.

As another tear rolls down my cheek,
it reflects the cold hard glare of black stone
whose face has a chisel look.

With the falling of another tear,
you can see the boyish fun
of old friends who are no more.

As I fight to hold back the tears,
their gentle hands reach out to my heart saying:
we are here for you.

With their touch my tears say:
I'm sorry that I came home
and that you stayed behind.

As the tears flow, I know
that the boy I was then is no longer
for only a man can cry for lost friends.

For I Cry A Tear For Those Who gave Their All.

Guy L. Jones Is A Vietnam Vet,
Who Served From Nov 68 - Oct 69.
With Co A & HQ,43d Signal Battlion, 22d Signal Group,
1st Signal Brigade Plieku, Vietnam (MAC V compound)

Music: "Before The Last Teardrop Falls"

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