A Poem Written after Visiting the Vietnam War Memorial (April 16, 2009)
See the names, wonder what the people were like.
Were they young and married?
Or old and alone?
Did they have a house full of brothers and sisters?
Or did they grow up in an empty room?
You see the names and try to make faces
Black hair, green eyes, blonde hair, brown eyes, red hair, blue eyes, brown hair, hazel eyes
Which combination?
Tall or short?
Lean or muscular?
See the names, imagine the people.
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