November 12, 2003 Culture ¢ the other press ©

 

Poetry/Fiction/Essays/etc.

 

Fo: The wall

You my brothers are a vision in the mist
Now and forever truly missed

 

For God and Country you gave your all
We are tortured by memories of seeing your fall

 

You made us whole by sacrifice of your earthly soul
You will live forever in our hearts though we grow old

The seasons come, the seasons go
Some day soon we will join you in God's tender fold

Sleep well my comrades in arms
For this world can do you no more harm

In memory of brothers lost
A former Ranger

 

 

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