Friends

Friends Yes, I Remember Vietnam, But I Have Never Been to the Wall I Just Haven’t Been at All Ready To See Names That Took the Fall. I Was There the Day That George Died, He Had Just Become My Friend, But I Stayed Right by His Side... I Stayed with Him to the End. I Often Wonder How I Lived When So Many Others Died. Sometimes I Still Cry in the Night With a Pain I Cannot Abide. So I’ve Decided the Time Has Come, I Am Going to See the Wall I Am Going to Find My Friends Somehow I Can Hear Them Call. I Will Find Each and Every One of Them, I Know They Are Listed There. But I Will have to have Some Help..... From Someone Else That Cares. They Will Have to Hold My Hand I Can’t Do it on My Own. I Have Too Many Emotions, For the Friends That Didn’t Come Home. Connie Moore May 3, 2000