Today we honor the fallen in all wars
Across the land, every town and city
Old soldiers walk or ride to the Cenotaph
To lay wreaths and sit in silent prayer
Dawn is breaking, cold wind is blowing
Birds waking to the sun baking
The young bugler sounds revielle
Calling soldiers to pack their kit
Soldiers from the wars are among us
Their ghostly figures watch the mourners
They move silently finding their kin
Consoling their families, touching
Speeches are made, and names are read
The Honour Roll of the Dead
Sun rising warming the living
Those who can march for ancestors
They are not dead, merely sleeping
Tears shed will be wiped away
They are waiting for the living
Waiting to embrace their families
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Author Notes
Free Verse Contest: I have written this for Jannypan (Jan) RIP who always honored the soldiers, sailors, and airmen who gave their lives in all wars. We know Jan is watching and we send her our love. Thanks for reading.
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