Faye Sizemore


Back in nineteen sixty – nine
it was a long and lonely time

He had always wanted to be a Marine
then Vietnam came on the scene

Nothing I could do but stay home and cry
war is horrible and so many soldiers die

For the war to be over soon
daily I would pray and hope

At last, You sent him home, not whole
but alive and able to cope

Thank you God above
for sparing the one I love

I still give thanks to You… with my all.
for his name is not carved upon… The Wall