Thursday, November 10, 2005

Remember Me ©©

The dawn brings
The light of day
The dusk brings
The shades of grey

A soldier cries
Deep in his hole
A mother grips
The picture of her Joe

Far from home,
He’s come to fight
Away from Mom
To a sleepless night

The thunder pounds
All day long
The silence gone
To that loud song

The mother wakes
Just past nine
Her son lies down
One last time

Wars they come
Wars they pass
Souls are taken
But not forgotten


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