Walking with heroes I walk at night in the graveyard. To see the headstones of those that are there. I call each name aloud to be understood. And I hear them all answer yes sir. We walk the graveyard and see so many from different ways but hero s the same. The join our walk till day light comes each returning to their spot. But not before I say thank you to each one of them. Giving thanks for the freedom they gave and the enjoyment of their company. As I search for those they say was my family. I walk with heroes till then.