It's Veterans Day again (or Armistice Day, as my Great-Grandfather
Ned would insist). In honor of those who
have served, those who have fought, those who have fallen, here is a piece of
poetry I was inspired to write while visiting a cemetery not so long ago.
The flags flutter in the breeze,
symbols of memory,
of passed away dreams.
The heroes, the fallen,
those who have gone,
will a final rest ever truly be known?
I sit and I wonder
where have you gone?
Is it a far better meeting
or more a tribulation tone?
Will I know it all soon
or be condemned to ignorance
for the weeping we've sown?
For the days have gone too soon;
as I look at the stones
my mind hearkens back to you,
forever alone.
A day come and gone;
I'll miss you, you know,
but we'll someday find solace
in the truth we have known
I leave you with these words;
come back home.
Do something to honor a Veteran today. We owe them!
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