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Sitting harnessed in my seat with my flight helmet on, we were going on a mission just south of Saigon. I prayed before each flight I would say a silent prayer, I know I said a lot of them for the time I was there. I would close my eyes and pray at night, Sometimes I even cried. I saw my friend just yesterday, Today I learned he died. There was an awful lot of friends, the Lord up there did call. If you have a reason not to believe me, go down and read the Wall. There were times I thought my time had come, I prayed I would go to Heaven, and maybe join some friends of mine, from that year of Sixty Seven. The soldiers who served in Vietnam, we know were Hero's all Unsung, most of the ones who lost their lives, were so very, very young. The ones who sent us over there to play the Savior's role, Which one of them was keeping track of the U.S. high death toll. It seems I go back to NAM a lot of night in my dreams, Why does a year last a lifetime or so it just seems. To awaken at night, in a cold lonely sweat, matching soldiers names to faces, of those Vietnam Vets. The soldiers that we lost there I hope went to Heaven, Let the ones who came home say a prayer for them. ~ Poem written by: Bernard A. Gudeahn January 1997 ~ Please take time to visit The Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall. Database of the 58,178 Names on The Wall in Washington,DC. This is the most accurate database online. |