Click on the following link. http://www.americangreetings.com/view pd?i=361594744&m=2259&rr=y&source=ag999 THE WALL There beyond the grassy knoll A figure stands alone Head is bowed, eyes are closed All thoughts are far from home. A gentle breeze moves through the air I listen to each word The figures lips are quiet and sealed Yet voices can be heard. Come closer press your hand to ours I hear so many say We want to ease the pain you feel Draw close to us this day. We know your hurting deep inside We feel your heartache too Though gone but not forgotten We are here to comfort you. There is no anguish on this side For us there’s no regret Our one request remember us Lest all the world forget. In the jungles and the rivers Each of us once fought and swam Then one by one grew silent In a place called Vietnam. We watched you board the plane for home And wept each time you cried It was for us, there was no doubt Apart of you had died We tried to breech life’s barricade Sought ways you’d heed our call Then someone found the answer And engraved it on a wall. Soldiers, Special Forces Airmen, Seamen one by one When each name was etched in stone We knew that you would come. There is no way you could resist This place we now abide, We knew if you’d but touch the wall You’d bridge the other side. And find behind each honored name Fifty thousand yes and more That we are looking back at you This no one can ignore. Come closer, listen, others speak A diamond by their name Their presence can be seen and felt Their voices are the same. They too gave all that they could give Their memory but a haze The men and women lost in time They are the MIA’s. For those who fought and yes survived Both friend and foe were they We bid them come and touch the wall Together we will pray. It doesn’t matter who you are Or where you might have come If you’ll press your hands to ours Together we’ll be one. So as each tear falls to the ground Upon this hollowed place The healing process will begin With God’s redeeming grace America she’s all we’ve got There is no greater land Our families we have left with you Their future in your hand. To care for them who we still love There’s no one else to call But you alone to lead them now To us behind the wall. by Julius Marvin Hart, Jr.