Leaving home so very young, still boys in our teens,we were looking for adventure, just following our dreams. So clueless to reality of the journey we would take, we wondered was it meant to be, or just a twist of fate. At first we were strangers, fear showed with every breath, but now we are family, as we brush the face of death. In numbers we are many, as we shout the battle cry. While wiping tears from our face as fellow soldiers die.The bond we share together no sholder can explain, to watch a follow comrade fall there is no greater pain.We're fighting for our freedom, and yet so much more, we're fighting for our Flag and the country we adore. We're coming home America, please honor our request, and bury us with dignity as you lay us down to rest. Remember us my Friends, Remember us each day, Remember when you bow your heads, and every time you pray. You see we made the sacrifice, but not only just for you, but for all the Fallen Soldiers, and yes their families too. So God Bless America, The Land of the Free, and God Bless our Soldiers, because of them You're Free!!! By: Gary L. Forsee