They walk along the granite block,
                              past names all etched in stone.
                         Among so many others here,
                              but feel so all alone.

                         So many here to touch a soul,
                              that passed so long ago.
                         And tears now streak from off your cheek,
                              emotions, have to show.

                         There are so many people here,
                              who wish the pain to end.
                         Why not reach out a hand to them,
                              to listen, be a friend.

                         The Wall can bridge the largest gap,
                              it made our nation one.
                         We thank the nurses one and all,
                              and every soldier, son.

                         Whose names we see forever etched,
                              upon the granite stone.
                         Though painful make us realize,
                              that we are not alone.

                         The sacrifice, that you all made,
                              that bring us to this shrine.
                         Bring all those closer, left behind,
                              perhaps the grand design.

                         To help the friends and family,
                              to understand the call.
                         That took your names from off lifes list,
                              and place it on this Wall.

                         You fought a war, unpopular,
                              in Nam so far away.
                         And now you’ve found the greatest peace,
                              as we stand here and pray.

                         Beyond the Wall we hope to find,
                              the reason for it all.
                         Why you with pride went far away,
                              to answer duty’s call.

                         Perhaps the flag that others burn,
                              became your symbol proud.
                         Why you gave life, proclaim your love,
                              of country, very loud.

                         So rest in peace, my Warrior,
                              my nurse and doctor too.
                         And rest assured forever more,
                              we’ll all remember you.

                         The Wall means much to everyone,
                              these names on granite cast.
                         To keep your memories alive,
                              as long as time will last.

                         So look upon the granite face,
                              and touch the names with pride.
                         For all their spirits linger there,
                              beyond the Wall, inside.