Re: If I die before You wake - salute to our heroes
Remember our heroes.
Happy memorial Day.
By Joyce Kilmer
Joyce Kilmer was killed-in-action in World War I and
is best remembered for his poem "Trees."
The bugle echoes shrill and sweet,
But not of war it sings to-day.
The road is rhythmatic with the feet
Of men-at-arms who come to pray.
The roses blossom white and red
On tombs where weary soldiers lie;
Flags wave above the honored dead
And martial music cleaves the sky.
Above their wreath-strewn graves we kneel,
They kept the faith and fought the fight. Through flying lead and crimson steel
They plunged for Freedom and the Right.
May we, their grateful children, learn
Their strengh, who lie beneath the sod,
Who went through fire and death to earn
At last the accolade of God.
In shining rank on rank arrayed
They march, the legions of the Lord;
He is their Captain unafraid,
The Prince of Peace . . . Who brought a sword.
How inappropriate to call this planet Earth when it is quite clearly Ocean.
Arthur C. Clarke