Here's a poem from a young girl posted on the 101st's Veteran's website.
My oldest daughter sent this to me in an email yesterday. She says she wrote it as the apaches, blackhawks and chinooks flew over her house, out in the country on the FL-GA border, as they were enroute to Naval Stations around Jacksonville. She and her husband (Vietnam Veteran) kept the flag up on their flagpole with a spotlight on it at night in their honor.
I thought you might be interested. Ed Manning, Lt Col USAF-Ret
The sky is alive, an awesome display
101st is on it's way
They're our children, our sons
Can't help but weep
Saddam is their prey
Soon he'll forever sleep
They cover the sky with a sound of the Devil
Pray for them - they're heading for war
and war is Hell
May God bless them with fair winds, a following sea, and wings of eagles