U S Air Force NursesLike the proverbial dove in the skyI saw her as I opened my eyesI knew she was special Her hair like a golden field of wheatShe had deep blue eyes that reflected the daily heatShe was special Her light touch comforted meShe had a soothing voice...

I would like to thank you,As I rise to meet the day.For the songs of birds and sunshine's kiss,And the gift of getting gray.I would like to thank you,For the gentle breeze I feel.The scarred legs that carry me to work,And how you helped them heal.I would like to thank...

VIETNAM WOMEN'S MEMORIALby Emily Strange He lies unseeing and seemingly unconscious cradled in her armsas she supports his broad shoulders and touches his chest(even now her regulation hair bunned high above her collar)She is a professional, hardened against the...

We are standing here behind the WALL on the other side of lifeIt has been a long time since we have seen you. We are here today to say thank you once again. It is your time today that we stand here waving, cheering, and so proud that you came. The time is short so...

We heard about you on the radio,We saw you on the TV.We knew you were hurting so,We went to the Nam Country.We took you as you came,We felt the mud and dirt.We knew we would go insane,We knew we couldn’t stop the hurt.We tore off your fatigues and boots,We searched...

I don’t go off to war, so they say,I’m a woman.Who then has worn my boots?And whose memories are these,of youth’s suffering?I’m a woman and I’ve tasted man’s war.Our war.And he knows that I love in no greater waythan to share in his life or his death.What are the...

What drew them together on this sacred, hallowed ground?Was it the war fought in Asia with its heartbreak so profound?Perhaps it was the cries of young men with wounds that ran so deep,Or the countless hours of giving with no rest and little sleep.Maybe it was the...

Each broken body, each face drawn with paintakes a piece of your heart.Pleading eyes are desperate for assurance."Will I be all right? ""Yes. " Is a lie.Gaping wounds leave gaping holes in your soul.Endless faces without names, with endless pain.Smells of seared flesh...

She's got a Suitcase Full of Secrets... that she's lookin' to unload...Baggage that she carries with her everywhere she  goes...On her wrist there is a bracelet... with a name she might have  known...A friend or a lover lost... who never came back home...And her eyes...

WE VOLUNTEERED TO GO TO WARTOOK GAMES TO THE TROOPS TO MAKE THEM SMILEAND WERE ALL THE WORLD LIKE THE GIRL NEXT DOORWITH A TOUCH OF HOME FOR A LITTLE WHILE.TO BASE CAMPS, HOSPITALS AND LZ'SWE'D FLOAT, WE'D FLY, WE'D DRIVEAND HOPED, SOMEHOW, TO REMEMBER THEMWOULD KEEP...

Read at the Dedication of the Vietnam Women's Memorial,Washington, D.C. November 11, 1993 Listen now I've a story to tell,About some Women who lived through Hell.They came to us, not on Wings of Dove's,They came to us from Chopper's above.They fought in the War in a...

I'm told I'm not a Vietnam Veteran . . .Because I was never "In Country," in Vietnam,I was "Stateside."Stateside hospital nurse, what could I possibly know of war?After all, I wasn't there, "In Country,"I was Stateside.I had no Vietnam Service Ribbon, and no...