1914-1918 War
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.
Memorial Day has come to mean the beginning of summer, a time for picnics and barbecues, and a holiday to gather around the family. That happiness and freedom, however, is a product of the real cause for the holiday: the sacrifice made by men and women who have fought and died for the freedoms and liberties Americans hold dear. Memorial Day is a time to remember that the American way of life is not cheap but rather has been purchased by the lives and blood of so many who have sacrificed for us to live free and happily now.
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.
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The honor guard stands sentinel and stiff-backed.
Their tears silently fall, for their brotherhood was forged in combat.
One of their own will be laid to rest,
There's more to the story,
than what just appears.
A war written story,
from blood and from tears.
Definitely it has touched my heart. Not mine, but on each reader's minds, this poem has created a very emotional ache. It is about freedom, fight, love and pain. And this poem describes...
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Tyler James was just a baby when his daddy died in Nam.
He was raised by a sister and a hard working mom.
He was raised to love his country, and every time he saw the flag.
He thought of his father, and how he gave all that he had....
To all of our veterans
Far and near.
We thank you for your service
For all those years.
Fragile is a single life the brave so freely give.
Bound for immortality, their souls will surely live.
Death, don't be proud for what you took, they freely gave away.
Their quest for freedom far outweighed the fear that you convey.
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Vietnam War
Setting off to Vietnam
Feeling proud, feeling strong...
I was totally moved by this poem.....I married August 28, 1966 and my 1st husband of 4 months left for Vietnam December 26, 1966 which was my last time I saw him. I became a widow on...
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Remember those who served before.
Remember those who are no more.
Remember those who serve today.
Remember them as we eat and play....
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Somewhere out there today,
In a land far, far away,
A soldier rides patrol,
Knowing not what may unfold.
I just wanted to say that this poem definitely fits the occasion! May we never forget the past or the fallen, yet learn from them instead!