The Black Granite Wall
The Vietnam war memorial
The Black Granite Wall I stand in solemn awe, staring at names etched into this polished black granite wall. Too many names can not read them all, nor can I contain myself tears begin to fall. These men and women who left husband, wife, children alone to give their lives in a combat zone. I stand in solemn awe, my reflection’s on this black granite wall. a free man’s staring back at me. Because fifty-eight thousand two-hu...
