I sit here and wonder, I don’t know
Day after day, I’m getting old.
Life was grand once upon a time
When I flew my bird in the sky.

Soaring free among the clouds,
To a hot LZ... I’m inbound.
As I approach you pop smoke
I see it now on final approach.

The battle rages all around,
I have no cover from the ground
I knew exactly what I’d fine
My destiny is never blind.

They load my bird with their men
Screaming in pain till the end.
It’s just my job, I’m sent to do
Just so that I can rescue you.

We fly at night and in the day
We even fly in the rain.
For when the call comes in for a dust-off flight
You’ll see me standing at the head of the line

To fly again every chance I get
Bring back the wounded and the dead.
Now I sit and wonder why...
I know I saved many lives......

that is a great poem and i am sure that it hits home to many people out
there right now.

They're all grateful poison. Had some friends who served in the little
green hell and they truly appreciated you guys.

thank you heart

fury, there's nothing like the sound of the wopp of an in bound huey!

Why so they could come back and the ones that lived could see there
familys and live to tell there grandchildren about the brave men and
women that put there lives on the line in order to bring them home to
there familys as well. Do you really need more reasons of WHY?

thank you txs, we all do things in the heat of a moment only to look
back later and contemplate our actions.

Well you only did what you would hope one would do for you if you had
been there looking towards the sky for someone to come get you out of
the hell you were in with only the thoughts of wanting to see home and
your family one more time!!

I know hon, I wasen't quetioning it, thats just how the ending fit.

Well hell now I said all that for nothing lmao

Naw ya know deep inside what ya did was the right thing!!

I could feel the rush of wind in my face...see the smoke risin. a vivid
picture you painted in my head.Thank you Rick, for bring as many as you
could out.

tex, not for nothing......i love to here what you have to say!

ccp, it's been one of those days where the pass catches up with you and
sqeezes the life out of you, it just come back like a river and the
tears flow and we try ever so hard not to let anyone see us cry.

HAY POISON I NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO DO ANY THING LIKE THAT.TO BE IN THE
ARM FORCE BUT I THINK ALL OF YOU THAT DID AND TO THE ONES THAT GET TO GO
AND FIGHT FOR THIS COUNRTY.

Rick, I know about the tears, different from your kind but tears just
the same. Don't let it get you down, remember just holla if ya need

thank you sweetheart, we have a handle on it, just kind words from the
ppl i addmire most is a big help...thank you ALL

Rick the tears is what cleans the soul let them flow
it does not show your any less of a man it shows
you are a man with a big heart!!

yah what Gurly said, she's so much better with this touchy feely stuff
then me lol I stutter and get all choked up

you know, i know all that and i know thats a big part of my not letting
go, i don't know why but as u know frome my first poem this morning i
have't really grieved fully for diane.

I know and thats the hardest thing to get over, I watched my dad go
through this and was at a total loss as how to help much less comfort
him, but I just was there whenever he needed to talk o just sit with him
in silence, the same goes for you ..I'm here

I LIKED IT ALSO.