Faith with Honor

 
In Vietnam's valleys, no poppys grow  
there are no crosses, row on row  
yet men's bones lie there, men we know  
Killed in action, long ago  
Do not forget them, do not let the memory go  
They were our brothers, we owe them much  
They gave their all, fighting for right  
They must not go un mourned into the night  
For as certain as the sun shall rise  
We must remember why they gave their lives  
In time of war they answered the Call  
Now their names are on a black wall  
To bear any burden, to pay any price  
Now they are gone and we are left  
we must keep the faith   
with HONOR bright.             

                                                             Bill Edge