| Carol I have been here two months My tired war torn body, mind and heart Wants to stop the reality of this dream. I want to wake myself up and find you there Standing next to me in Tennessee I long to see you one more time but all I have are Memories, of your warm smile, beautiful eyes, And soft laughter, they bring me a moment Of sanity in this insane place Filled with death and boys dying too young. I wonder will I become one of them? Kerry “Doc” Pardue May 1968 |
