Who Are They?
His hair if he has any has turned to gray
Nothing like it was in his younger day.
His back is bent and he doesn’t stand as straight
He doesn’t move as fast with this slower gait.
But when he sees the young ones standing proud
The band is playing the Anthem so he sings right out loud
For he walked among them when he was a younger man
No matter what the trouble they never turned and ran
They wore the uniform of green, or white or maybe blue
In the Army, Navy, Marines, Air Force and the Coast Guard too.
He was young back then and so was she
The woman who served by his side on land air or sea.
Their country called and they gladly went the extra mile
Even when so many others said it wasn’t the thing in style
Through the times when it was not the thing to do
They went to serve our country and protect me and you.
Some faced the enemy and fought in the fires of hell
Others barely got more than some funny tales to tell
But all of them served where ever needed, and never asked “why”
And they stand a little taller when the new ones go walking by
Because a Veteran comes in many shapes, sizes and colors
Less interested in themselve’s than in helping others.
Call them many things but always call them veterans
The backbone of our country, and Pride of all Americans.
Edd Voss 4/6/11
Also if you have the time check out the interview on my friend Robert Bidinotto's page. It is about me and the book Rambling. It is all here at The Vigilanty Author