THE BOYS WHO FOUGHT IN NAM

I love this poem (& I didn't even write it)

THE BOYS WHO FOUGHT IN NAM -
Danielle Steel

Passed hand to hand
the wishes
the dreams,
the hopes
of an entire generation
an entire nation
sent to war,
a score
of old men
leading all our boys
to die,
while we watched
in horror
in pain
in grief,
the disbelief
that we had to lose
so many of our boys,
their toys
barely left behind,
their eyes
so young
so bright
so full of hope,
the fight
so long
so sad,
the pain
so bad,
the wounds
so deep
until at last
our young men sleep
in their maker's arms again,
thier names carved
in stone
never to come home
never to touch our tears
again.....
lest we forget,
lest we grow old,
our hearts must never
be so cold
we must not run and hide,
we must remember them,
the boys who
died.....
let it not be in vain
let us not forget,
the pain,
the cries,
the agonies,
the braveries,
the heroes,
and the smiles,
the time that was
so long ago
across so many miles
in a land so bright
so green
caught in a place
just in between
hope and lies,
we must remember still,
must promise that
we always will
touch their hearts
while still
we can,
remember, friends.....
remenber
the boys who died,
who lived,
who cried,
the boys
who fought in Nam.