Contributed by Dave Glenn
Not a shed tear to be seen.
No mourning family on hand.
All his old friends have gone before him.
Only a cloudy sky overhead to mark this day.
A winter chill in the air.
His beloved flag covers his coffin.
The only tribute he requested.
The hole is dug to receive this old soldier.
A bugle will announce his departure.
A granite stone will mark the spot.
There is no more for him to do on earth.
Let the angles welcome him to eternity
And God to say well done.
Dave Glenn
101st Airborne
Vietnam 1965-66