Thundering Third

These were my Brothers

In the Land of the rain

Water poured from the sky

Blood poured from our veins

We stood back to back

We fought hand to hand

Many a Brother Never returned 

Home from this land

I remember Julio

I remember Ron

I  remember Salvatore

Now they are gone

I remember Mike

I remember Jack

I remember my Brothers

who came home in  a sack

Their memories linger

Their voices still heard

I'll never forget my Brothers

Of the Thundering Third

We were Marines

This was our crest

But I would rather have my brothers

Than  medals on my chest

Semper remember the

Fidelis of war

May the Blood of our Brothers

 Be shed nevermore

Boondocker 7/16/2000