Walking the Wall

By Jo Ann Alo / June 22, 2009 /

I came to tell you,thank you,for that priceless gift you gave.I wanted to finally meet you,and touch your noble name.I sense your heroism around me,as I walk the long still Wall.I pause at the sound of the trumpet,as it plays its sobering psalm.The sacrifice will not be forgotten,that your life was cut in half.I am…

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