Vietnam Memorial

By Joshua Macintyre

As I walk through the memorial. I feel like crying.

At first, I'm not sure why.

But I can feel the tears coming,

Like watching someone die.

All these people, they are dead,

I never actually met.

But I feel like crying, all the same,

That's just fine, I bet.

I leave a dime to honor them,

I know it is not much.

But I want to leave them something

To honor them as such.

I want to say thanks, I want to leave this

Poem with many a rhyme,

However that's not possible right now

For I am out of time.