Taps

 

The mournful note floats o’er the crowd

A somber tune…our heads are bowed

The empty boots stand sentinel

A tribute to our brave who fell

 

A grieving mother makes her way

And places dog tags and a lei

The sacrifice…too great to bear

A brother, son…we say a prayer

 

The price of freedom’s…never free

These young men gave their lives for me

A gift that I cannot repay

Except by remembering every day

 

The mournful note hangs in the air

The boots remain…an empty pair

I raise my eyes up to the sky

Safely Rest, God is nigh

 

by Suzy Siegrist


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