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Sharon Anne Lane |
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Long abide in glory Sharon Ann Lane
Memories of her spirit lauded in honeyed refrain
Feeling compassion born of great empathy
Showing warring souls sweet caring sympathy
A Vietnam nurse healing with tender affinity
An angel of mercy, God's right hand
In this sweet and sour land
Compassion filling her being through life abbreviate
Now gazing down from heavenly summit.
Give a moment's love to Sharon Ann Lane
Who filled her life easing other's pain
Gave her gift of life, in Vietnam's war insane
Only Vietnam nurse to die from enemy attack
In Chu Lai Hospital, 312th Evac.
Killed
While caring for prisoners of the enemy
Killed
By a rocket's shrapnel fired by the enemy.
With pride we salute Sharon Ann Lane
Who, thinking not of worldly gain
Lived a life of service,
Bestowing healing talents generous.
24 years old the stories told,
Cut short so young.
So young.
Ripped from life not yet fully sung.
Sharon's blessed name will live on in history
Died June 8, 1969,
Her day that will live on in infamy
O restore to this angel of mercy
Deserved peace of spiritual wholeness
O God, her wearied soul caress.
Let her voice forever ring
To her warmest praises let heavenly angels sing.
Erect a statue in Sharon's beloved honor
In home state Ohio, for this nurse, God's warrior
That by her selfless manor
We may find appreciation deeply inspiring
Filling hearts of those around rejoicing
Feeling her gentle love abiding,
Feel abounding her giving symbol
Bringing peace to hearts that no more tremble
Who, in Sharon's fond, memory assemble.
Long live the memory of Sharon's humble nobility
For in her pure largess reigns spirituality
See visions of the sacrifice of Sharon Ann Lane
Making tears fall like drenching rain
Remember well this valiant brave nurse
Who stayed the course through Vietnam's worst
Hold her cherished thought to your bosom
Treasure her vitality of spirit that in you will blossom.
For if you remember Sharon Ann Lane
She will never die.
Let not Sharon's sweet memory wane
For dwelling beside the throne of her Master on high
Sharon's still caring
Still sharing
Brushing hurtful tears from eyes that cry
Still walking beside you with heartfelt sigh
You'll feel her there, by and by. |
By
Gary Jacobson
Copyright 2001
Listed
October 4, 2010 |
Sharon Anne Lane was the first nurse
in Vietnam killed by combat. This poem
is in her honor and memory.
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About
Author...
In 1966-67, Gary Jacobson served with B Co
2nd/7th 1st Air Cavalry in Vietnam as a combat infantryman and is the recipient of the Purple
Heart.
Gary, who resides in Idaho writes stories he
hopes are never forgotten, perhaps compelled by
a Vietnamese legend that says, "All poets are
full of silver threads that rise inside them as
the moon grows large." So Gary says he
writes because "It is that these silver
threads are words poking at me � I must let them
out. I must! I write for my brothers who cannot
bear to talk of what they've seen and to educate
those who haven't the foggiest idea about the
effect that the horrors of war have on
boys-next-door."
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