Although we are known as veterans we're still soldiers in our heart. And although the war still rages on, we still remain to do our part. We still remain to carry the burden and the tears of the soldiers who have died. And we still remain to see our wounded friends. That's their testament that they tried. And although we no longer fight on the ****** battle field of hell. We still remain behind for those who will listen to the stories that we tell. We tell of friendships that were forged like a precious diamond in time. And of the  love we have for soldiers that no one can ever define. Our war rages on inside of us for an eternity with no peace. Because as long as our comrades die the war for us does not cease. We still remain to fight our silent battle and to shed our silent tear. But we still remain to show our comrades that we're still soldiers who still care. There is nothing that can silence our battle cry and nothing can ease our pain. Because we will always be soldiers. We are the veterans who still remain. c. R. Mendoza