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    Memorial Day Poems

    At The Cemetery Gate (G.Hoffman)
    When you're passing just remember we are still on line,
    The fathers, sons and brothers who've done our nation's dying.
    And if you cherish freedom remember what it's cost, and think
    of those across the years whose lives are forever lost.
    And if you've time to ponder perhaps you'll say a prayer,
    or maybe stop and tip your hat or simply stand and stare.
    And if you've time in passing at least to give a glance maybe
    take a moment to simply whisper....thanks!

    Solicitude (G.Hoffman)
    Time will not change them.
    They, unlike us, will remain forever young.
    And we who survived, we who were present
    at their passing, will never forget them!

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    I should tell you all these verses come from an unpublished manuscript from a very good friend of mine. he gave me a notebook full of poems that he had written. No one at the time would publish them, some are quite graphic. George was a Marine in the 60's and was in country. Most of his writings are about the Corp and his experiences in country and of his feelings. I took the book off the shelf today and spent several hours reading, and I felt that I wanted wanted to share a couple with all of you, for Memorial Day.
    So George and for all of you, Semper Fi and God Bless our servicemen and women.

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    A week late, but I figured better late than never.

    The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner by Randall Jarrell

    From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
    And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
    Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life,
    I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
    When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

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