Flying soldiers now on high... Such brave men for whom we cried   
Those men whose souls still soar today   
And one I loved...Wore A Green Beret   
Silver wings on my love's chest... He was but one of all our best   
He claimed his dream... We screamed: "Hooray!"   
When Michael won...His Green Beret   
Ordained to go to: "No Man's Land"   
Proclaimed as warrior... A gentle man   
A man who loved... Who hoped... Who prayed   
And he told me... "Don't be afraid"???   
Each day I hoped... Each night I prayed   
`Til Michael's shield fell Christmas day   
On Easter morn... I mourned at last   
Just one more cross... On Arlington's grass   
"Take Silver Wings from our Hope Chest   
My wings are golden... Now strong... Now bles't   
Pack up your fears... Lock tears away... I'll cover you   
Love,   
Your Green Beret"   


KIA -- DECEMBER 1968 -- RVN

In Lux Eterna...Perpetua...Michael

"MANET POST FUNERA VIRTUS"

...His goodness lives on after his demise...



Epitaph generously contributed by:

Michael Aemar Higgins

Co. Down, Belfast, Northern Ireland



In gratitude:

SandyV

 ©1969






Music: "The Ballad Of The Green Beret"