21. Fallen Heroes
Fallen heroes one by one,
In the news there's another one.
Whether they fight or whether they are on call,
It's time to thank them once and for all.
Fallen heroes one by one,
In the news there's another one.
Whether they fight or whether they are on call,
It's time to thank them once and for all.
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I don't want him to go.
I don't want him to leave.
What can I do?
All I do is plead.
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Had he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!
Row upon row the poppies grow,
Each one a symbol to brave men we will never know.
They stood before us, they stood up straight,
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat changed me to this way.
Hate and death seem to be with me to stay.
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Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation,
Into the school where the scholar is studying,
They sacrificed their lives, entered the gates of hell,
Onward they stumbled, while all around them fell,
War weary, ragged, faces dirt encrusted, black.
Impatient for the whistle, ready for attack.
I can remember the first time that I
saw your smiling face,
I held you close to my heart, you could
probably hear it race.
Wow!!!!!! A beautiful poem :D I love it, it's so touching
From year to year he drifts alone.
His story only few have known.
About a boy who went to war,
I pledge allegiance to the American Flag; forever may she wave.
God bless those covered with her as they're lowered to their grave.
We must not take for granted the freedoms that we share
and the soldiers that protect us in our darkest hour.
Running through the battlefield, bracing for the bang.
Cannons fire near me, metal swords go clang.
Everyone I know and love could flash before my eyes.
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I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
Listen
Listen to the distant drums.
Listen to the bugles calls.
Behold the aging soldier. He's grown longer in the tooth.
He wears the scars of battle that had squandered all his youth.
Although his war has ended, he finds much to his dismay.
The demons that now haunt him just don't seem to go away.
Veterans are men and women,
who fight because they care.
They give their lives to serve our country,
by land, by sea, or by air.
They walked miles on foot,
Losing loved ones on the way,
Through grim, dirt and soot,
Traveling night and all day.
This poem was a very nice poem. My ancestors traveled the Trail of Tears.
My Marine so far from home.
Over seas, but not alone.
I hold you close in my thoughts and prayers.
Missing you through all my tears.
A young boy playing games of war,
His imaginings filled with innocence, unaware of reality's horror.
He heard a voice filled with cadences being sung like hymns,
He is an armchair critic
Who likes to watch the news.
Staring at his old TV,
He mumbles as he views,
Wow, I love your poem.. Hats off to your old forgotten soldier.
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There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,