Writing Type: Poem
By Paul David Gonzales
VA Medical Center—Albuquerque, NM
Under the American flag lie the bravest of the brave.
They now lie motionless in their military graves.
Men and women stood in the gap for you and me.
Their future they will never see.
They died young to keep us free
And never asked for what was to be.
These soldiers paid the price;
They never thought of their own sacrifice.
Words with very solemn tones
Are forever etched in those granite stones.
I stand and view those stones aligned
While thoughts of "Joe" never leave my mind.
Joe was like no other.
Rough and tough, Joe was my brother.