These still plague me. I'd already seen The movies, Iwo Jima And Wake and strove to be There; yet when I arrived The Korean war was winding Down; so I never stormed A beach or charged an enemy Emplacement. I feel conflicted, Not willing to give up my books Or the need to go down stairs And fix Susan's dinner. I no Longer wish to join an attack And feel the disgrace. During my time the beach Was on the Yellow Sea with a tide so long It would recede past seeing. I would watch it go and watch Women and children Digging in the sand for clams. I am past the age For re-enlistment and though Most often wish to remain As I am still feeling a nagging regret. I never purchased My own M1 and doubt I could Still hit the black from 500 yards. --- This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software. http://www.avast.com