by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 42-Sep 45

Now that I'm 80-plus
I wonder how I made it.
We fought a war,
my buds and I,
and lived a life
that was no lie.
We made the world 
just what it is. . .
yet still, somehow, 
I wonder why.

We all came home
from war's demise
we'd done the best we could,
it must have been
an alright job
'cause our country
still stood.

We did our bit in politics,
some of us
more than others.
We sent good men
to do our bid,
only to discover
that they alone 
could not fix the
faults we'd uncovered.

The country needed
so much work to
bring out its potential,
to have us all involved
they said
was more than 
 just essential.

My eighty years 
have taught me this:
resting on our laurels
may bring us joy
and the delight
of memories of
the good fight.
 Still, we cannot rest
on victory,
we cannot cease 
the struggle.

We will pass 
the banner on to
those who follow
 in our wake and
hope and pray
they seize the day
our banner to
the summit take.

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The author: Robert Lin Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from 1942-44, at Guadalcanal and Tarawa during a 33-month overseas tour.

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