I am a student at Butler Traditional High School. I wrote this poem after studying and looking at the Vietnam Wall. It made me stop and think that a lot of people have given their lives for my freedom. Even freedom has a price.
A veteran is what you are,
because you fought under the
Stripes and Stars.
In World War I and World War II,
we sure did lose a lot of you
to all the German troops.
And for the men and women whose names
are on that black marble wall:
These are the names that I respect most of all,
for you have taken a spot that could have been my dad's.
And for this I am truly glad.
So I will respect you to my dying day,
and make sure your legacy never fades away.
For one day I might join you there in heaven,
as a United States Marine, proud to call myself a veteran.
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I love your poem it is all so true and in what better words to put it in.
Laurel
This poem is really great. I love it.It's touching.
me
this is all too true . veterans are being kicked aside and striped of their pride !
rachel
how you summed up everything we appreciate about the veterans.. and hopefully ill be a marine someday too! =)
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