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POWS
Do they know that we care
Those soldiers still imprisoned today
A lifetime and war torn a world away
How terrible must be their rage
To be left somewhere in a prisoner`s cage
As if they are forgotten from history`s page
They have no way to possibly know
How much they are still missed so
They must be cursing this country
A country they were so proud of
That they fought to keep free
Please let them know somehow
Do not let their spirits bow
Give them a sign,please, God above
Let them know we are still searching
Still remembering them with love
Faye Sizemore May2002
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To: Ambassador Nguyen Tam Chien
Vietnamese Ambassador to the US
1233 - 20th Street NW, Suite 400
Washington,
DC 20036 |
Home In My Heart
I close my eyes
and in memory I am shown
Scenes from the places
where I belong
Night has come and
in the time before sleeping
I can see the light
behind yonder trees gleaming
It comes every night
from the window at home
If I could just make it
those few short feet
I know all my loved ones
would run for me to greet
It`s just over there
can`t you see it shine
It appears there
every night at about this time
If I listen I know
I can hear the sounds of family
Pretending this to be
is what saves my sanity
with me here all alone
For I`m thousands of miles
not just a few feet from home
I`m a prisoner of war
they still hold me here
For years they have kept me
from all that is dear
If I ever get home
from there I will never part
For now the only way
I can go home is in my heart
Faye Sizemore May2002
Living In A Locked Room
Outside the birds begin their warning
The first amber shades of morning
Stream across the tiny locked room
Slowly displacing the nights gloom
The start of just another day in hell
And making it this day only God can tell
Living ain`t living behind a locked door
It`s a nightmare if you`re a prisoner of war
Years ago they were all young and strong
Believing they`d get back to where they belong
It was just a matter of time before help came
They believed they could beat their captor`s game
Help did not come and on the years have run
Prisonors they still remain under the gun
Till the hopelessness of it all has overcome them
And freedom no longer sparkles as a precious gem
Just living another day takes all their time
There are no comforts in the midst of grime
Wondering the foremost thing that`s in their mind
How could we have left them to treatment of this kind
.........I am so ashamed........
Faye Sizemore June2002
Glitter In The Sun
The Vietnamese boy
Was playing in the sun,
trying to pass some time
until his day was done
Playing where his ancestors
had waged an old war
Not one
went there anymore
The jungle had now hidden
Where once death was bidden
In the old jungle places of battle
Near his foot something
that did rattle
Something that is shining in the light
Still after many years
so bright
Oblong metal tag on a neck chain
This found, a new toy he
does obtain
Picking up his new found treasure
Toward home his steps do
measure
And... in the jungle silent behind
Around an old warplane,
The
jungle vines do twine
©Faye Sizemore August2002
Jack Columbus Rittichier
PANEL58W~LINE90
Welcome Home,Jack... At Last!
Jack was finally laid to rest on October 6,2003 on Coast Guard
Hill In Arlington
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Salute.. salute
all the Veterans who will stand
in front of the Wall ..
warding off the protesters hand
Brotherhood is forever young
and grows stronger with age
History has proof of that
upon every yellowed page
Their aim will not bow
No shoulders will stoop now
All will stand tall
in honor of those upon the Wall
©3/8/2007Faye Sizemore
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