by Richard W. Haling
(published in Veterans’ Voices Summer 2004 issue)
As the ocean’s waves come to a mist,
They soothe my mind like a woman’s kiss.
An eagle lands upon our mast,
To God I bow with prayers to cast.
We fought in Beirut and Libya,
With no future thanks or media.
We sailed bravely into Soviet naval groups,
And did not allow them to lead their troops.
We still stand proud with honor as a vet,
We are still forgotten as of yet.
However, we are brothers hand in hand,
The role we played we understand.
We won the mission and saw victory,
As sailing warriors upon God’s sea.