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Veterans/Memorial Day Poem, #227
THE MISSING MAN I stood beside the empty grave Waiting for my friend, Saying deep within my soul, "This cannot be the end." Then I heard a mighty roar; Looked into the blinding sky As four planes in close formation Streaked above to say good-bye. In a single moment One pulled out, up, and away And left a gaping hole In that formation on this day. As he did a"barrel roll" (Bounding upward to disappear) I heard my friend's bright laughter As I wiped away a tear. In that priceless, shining moment My heart leaped up with pride For I knew my friend would forever fly. I knew he had not"died." Written from the Heart by Esther B. Campbell Gates Mom of Sp/4 Keith Allen Campbell, DSC, BSM, PH (In memory of Lieutenant General John R. Murphy,USAF, Ret.) More Poetry http://members.aol.com/warlib/poems.htm Submit a poem http://www.amervets.com/poems/mypoem.htm -- Otis Willie (Ret.) Military News and Information Editor (http://www.13105320634.com) The American War Library, Est. 1988 (http://www.amervets.com) 16907 Brighton Avenue Gardena CA 90247 1-310-532-0634 Military Webmaster Site Link Request Form: http://www.amervets.com/linkreq.htm Military and Vet Info-Exchange/Discussion Groups http://members.aol.com/warlibrary/share.htm |