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11.11 (poem)
By Michael Nelson
[Printer-Friendly Version] I wept at my wedding which was two weeks before I left for Vietnam
I wept when my grandfather died when I was in Vietnam and I wasn't allowed to go home for his funeral
I wept when I saw so many abandoned children in a DaNang orphange... most of them fathered by American soldiers
I wept when I returned home
I wept when my son was born
I wept when I saw Picasso's Guernica
I wept when my best friend told me he had cancer
I wept when the World Trade Center collapsed
I wept when I walked into the Louvre for the first time
I wept when we invaded Iraq
I wept after seeing Fahrenheit 9/11
I wept at my son's wedding
I always weep when the national anthem is played at the Olympics
I always weep at the Vietnam Memorial
I always weep on Veterans Day
—Michael Nelson
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