FOR THE FALLEN
A Solemn Threnody
The muffled drums begin it,
Soft horns take up the song,
No words for choral voices,
They carry strings along—
And one by one the visions
Swim slowly into view,
Green fields of marble markers,
For brave and fallen few.
Not few! The panorama
Of thousands, ranked in rows,
Our nation's final tribute
To those who met our foes,
Young soldiers and young sailors,
Young airmen, all lie here
In foreign fields abiding,
Well-tended, year by year.
A general, a private,
In comradeship are one,
They shared a common duty,
Now share a stark white stone.
Remember, O remember
As generations pass,
However many heroes
Shall lie beneath new grass.
9-28-19
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