William N. Janes, Sr

FOR JIMMY

There was a time in Vietnam
I did not know my friends.
A newbie pilot there I was,
But God His blessing sends.

I knew a man in that far land,
To me he said, “Clear Right.”
He charged that sixty up for bear,
And stood ready for the fight.

This pilot stood in awe of him
And watched in disbelief.
He flew all day and worked all night.
I simply called him “Chief.”

There is no simple answer
To why I love him so;
I guess because he went with me
Where no one wants to go.

©Copyright 2007 by William N. Janes, Sr