Po”In honor of Master Chief Terry A. Graf and all the POW and MIA’s”

                                       I see you in my dream. I can’t hide the pain I’m going through. When I can’t see you. You are the light in my eyes when hope becomes hard for me to see. Now that you are gone, I search for the strength to carry on. You used to give me strength to carry on. Now I have to depend on myself for that. You were my friend. You were like family. Even though you are gone, I will not shed a tear of sorrow, but a tear of joy for I can say that I knew you.