Faye Sizemore


Twenty years The Wall has been there
In pilgrimages because they care
In sunshine and rain the people came
In twenty more will it be the same

When this generation is gone
Will the wall of names be alone
Will our brave men be forgotten
Only to be names carved in stone

We must pass onto others their story
Keep on telling of their glory
Never let the future generations forget
So that forever they can be honored yet