Warrior Not Forgotten
Rest, dear Veteran,
You fought so hard.
Struggling through jungle,
desert sands, and mountainous range
Rode in ships floating on choppy seas,
Danger from uboats below or enemy planes above.
Enemy faces peeping from green folige,
Massive tanks rolling over dunes of sand:
You're someone's father, mother,
brother, sister or friend;
Somebody known somewhere,
And yet, a lonely cross marks your grave,
A flag fluttering in the wind its only companion,
It's all we know of one soldier, sailor or airman.
One tear shed, one heart broken,
But one life not given in vain.
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