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Gave Some - Some Gave All
Dedicated to the memory of
T/Sgt. Richard M. Cole Jr.
By Beverly Cole Haire © 1998
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I am a whisper on the wind, of times
past, of places long forgotton. . .
Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Pearl Harbor,
Normandy, A Shau, Saigon, Laos
Cambodia, Kuwait, Bosnia.
I am the heart of countless numbers
of scarred and maimed veterans,
and the soul of the buried unknown.
I am an integral part of each white
cross in Flanders Field. . .
and am sealed within each name on THE
WALL. I am part of each
and every headstone, either real or
of every American soldier in every
burial place in the world.
I am deeply enmeshed in each tiny undiscovered
of American soldiers. . .left behind
on foreign soil.
I am the unseen shadows, the unheard
voices in those many empty cells,
cages, compounds and camps, that once
held my brothers
in unspeakable torture.
I am the unbearable pain in the hearts
of every mother, father, wife,
sister, brother and child. . .
of missing American soldiers from all
I am within each drop of blood the
and I am within each of the millions
of tears shed in their behalf.
I am the essence of each cry of pain,
each bead of sweat,
each moment of death. . .of each and
every American soldier
of the past or future.
I am the lifeblood of the colors of
the American flag,
blue for my loyalty, white for my steadfastness,
red for my pride.
I am the spirit of those many names
on the black granite wall. . .
of those unaccounted for from all wars,
of those who went away to war as gallant
young men and women,
and came back, older than time. . .OR
NOT AT ALL.
I AM . . . THE SPIRIT OF THE AMERICAN