“Forget” a Poem by Glenn Allison

Forget

There is a time , but when, but when is the end to the memories

Forget

Forget

The days are long the nights are hot.   The days are hot and the rain falls wet is the call of the day.

Forget

Forget

Sweat burns my eyes they cry.  My skin turn’s I age, my memories long, my time is forever in NAM

Forget

Forget