Remembrance Day

[Varmintpopper]

FOR THOSE WHO FIGHT FOR IT,
FREEDOM HAS A FLAVOR THE
PROTECTED WILL NEVER KNOW.

GOOD SHOOTING

Lindy

[Vern Humphrey]

I wrote this years ago, in honor of a friend of mine who died at Cam Lo Mountain.

Fifteen Yards

The jungle's green, the scars are healed
Where John O'Reilly lay
Alone upon a stricken field
We were sixteen miles away

For half an hour his line held firm
Then bowed and began to sway
But Alpha Company's coming hard
Only seven miles away

To give them time to form again
He alone held all at bay
But he never reached the second line
We were just a mile away

Half unconscious, half awake
Between the lines he lay
We scrambled up the steep hillside
Just a quarter mile away

His hand opened, closed, relaxed again
As his spirit passed away
I saw him go from where I crouched
Just fifteen yards away

His son is grown, I met him once
But I could never say,
"I watched your father as he died
From fifteen yards away."

The day will come when I will pay
The debt we all must pay
May John O'Reilly watch for me
From fifteen yards away.

[Bill D]

Great tribute and not bad poetry. Thanks! ! ! !

[JB White]

Vern...publish that!

[Ken The Kanuck]

Well done Vern

KTK

[jon_norstog]

Vern, that is a great piece of poetry. How about helping me with a song about the Battle off Samar. I'll put uo a bit of it next week

jn

[Vern Humphrey]

Vern, that is a great piece of poetry. How about helping me with a song about the Battle off Samar. I'll put uo a bit of it next week

jn

I'll be looking for it.