'The Wall' (with 50,000 names)

A really nice lady I know through e-mail has sent me this link that I think you’ll appreciate. She has also graciously agreed to share a poem of hers with the readers of gUnZ uP.

Click here for the link and Pamy’s info is listed at the end of her poem (which does have a copyright).


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I've been to The Wall. There is something about it that I can't explain. Maybe partly because it happened in my generation and I knew and loved some of those who served but the moment I saw it even from a distance my soul cried and touching The Wall was a moment set apart in time for me.

Pam

I wrote this poem one time:

The Wall

I walked the path alone,
Drawn there one spring day
Searching for an answer
Looking for a way

I sought to know your heart
But a wall has barred my sight
Where have you gone from me
That your eyes have lost their light

Then I touched the wall and felt you there
And I shall ne’er forget
For I sensed your presence in my heart
Though we had never met

Not just the name my hand did trace
For others still I see
Most of them not quite the same
Nor evermore will be

Across this verdant land of ours
I see their wounded eyes
Scarred by evil they have seen
‘Til something inside dies

Heroes here upon the wall
So much the heart it maims
I felt the letters graven there
I cried for all the names

Then a shadow stood beside me
You were there so strong and tall
I asked if you had been there
You said, “Yes Ma’am, weren’t we all?”

By Pamela R. Blaine
© December, 2002
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"Security is not the absence of danger, but the presence of God"
My Website:http://www.blaines.us/PamyPlace.htm
e-mail: pamyblaine@blaines.us