THE WALL OF FACES

Some days I'm lost, and can't be found.
Some days the music makes no sound;
and when I'm chained and can't get free
my brother watches over me.

We grew together, shared the sun.
Our past to me is only one.
The once small sprig became our tree.
My brother watches over me.

In teenage years we strayed apart,
But never really in the heart.
Our late night talks were just the key.
My brother watches over me.

He went away to fight the war.
His breath would now return no more,
Two closest friends we'll always be.
My brother watches over me.

I've lost track. Almost 55 years now and I still feel the loss. Guess I always will. You'd be proud of my family. They're proud of you. Someday, I hope, we'll meet again.

Thank you for your service to our country so long ago sir. The many remembrances from your brother Ron are moving and reflect his eternal love for you. As long as you are remembered you will remain in our hearts forever….

I always loved your birthday. So close in age, mine would be next. We've missed all these years but I've come to appreciate the time we had. Thanks for all the memories.
As you always signed your letters to me...
Brothers always, Ron

Never forgotten.

Semper Fi, Marine