From all across the land they come, with just one thought in mind; To share again the memories of the days they left behind. 'Tis thirty years ago or more they stood on foreign soil, And said goodbye to friends they'd known, in blood and sweat and toil. They are people, friends, and brothers of many different kinds; But just for now they're veterans of another war and time. Their friendship forged in danger and tempered under fire, The bond will last forever; explanation not required. They bow their heads in tribute to those not here today; Those men who once they knew as friends, who fell along the way. Their ranks are growing thinner now, the passing years will tell; They're brothers and they're veterans, who served their country well. And so they meet, embrace and talk, and remember days of yore; For there is just a deep desire to see their friends once more. This may be their last reunion, for some the last goodbye, 'Til they meet again in Heaven, at the reunion in the sky. AUTHOR UNKNOWN ....................................