THE WALL OF FACES

Semper Fi Marine

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Private First Class Edgar Allen Flowers, Served with Company B, 1st Battalion, 7th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division, Third Marine Amphibious Force.

Too many were lost in that war. Sonny and I grew up less than a block apart and spent a lot of time doing the usual kid stuff; baseball, model cars, and some mischief now and then. A life ended too early. I often wonder what might have been.

Dear PFC Edgar Flowers,
Thank you for your service as a Rifleman. It has been too long, and it's about time for us all to acknowledge the sacrifices of those like you who answered our nation's call. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.