Years have passed, time stands still, the fieldwatch needs rewound.
Our war but rusting memories, our uniforms long since gone.

From those of us whom made it home, with more time on this earth,
to absent comrades long since gone, whose time with death was then.

It's tattoo time, plus thirty years, but only yesterday,
we fought beside our foxhole friends, eternal family.

Robert H. Wilson Jr.,
Sgt. USA (Ret).
Recon,1st/14th Inf.1966