Raggedy Ann
11-06-2006, 11:30 AM
These poems were written by students at Columbia Jr. High School specially for Vietnam veterans. I spoke to the principal at the school and he gave me permission to post them on this site remembering the Vietnam veterans.
He Can Stand Tall
By Rafael Molinari, grade 9
A boy of eighteen stepped up to the desk
It was not ordinary, it was not like the rest
It came with a sign, and a soldier behind
Your country needs you enlist today
He gave them his word, and he gave them his sign.
Off he went to a world far away
One filled with danger, death, every step of the way
It is sad a boy leaving home.
Your country needs you even when you feel alone
He's not a boy anymore, not like before
He is a man who stepped up to the call
The Pacific, Korea , and Viet Nam
He is my grandfather, he can stand tall
We Will Remember
By Caitlin Schille, grade 8
We remember
The war to end all wars
Rat-infested trenches
The glorious music of Armistice.
We remember
A day which will live on in infamy
The brutal, horrifying battles
The happy homecoming.
We remember
The tense, terrifying jungles of Vietnam
The hateful riots
The bittersweet end.
We know
Of the tyrannical protests
The violent rebels
The tearful, joyous returns.
We will remember.
Raggedy Ann
He Can Stand Tall
By Rafael Molinari, grade 9
A boy of eighteen stepped up to the desk
It was not ordinary, it was not like the rest
It came with a sign, and a soldier behind
Your country needs you enlist today
He gave them his word, and he gave them his sign.
Off he went to a world far away
One filled with danger, death, every step of the way
It is sad a boy leaving home.
Your country needs you even when you feel alone
He's not a boy anymore, not like before
He is a man who stepped up to the call
The Pacific, Korea , and Viet Nam
He is my grandfather, he can stand tall
We Will Remember
By Caitlin Schille, grade 8
We remember
The war to end all wars
Rat-infested trenches
The glorious music of Armistice.
We remember
A day which will live on in infamy
The brutal, horrifying battles
The happy homecoming.
We remember
The tense, terrifying jungles of Vietnam
The hateful riots
The bittersweet end.
We know
Of the tyrannical protests
The violent rebels
The tearful, joyous returns.
We will remember.
Raggedy Ann