On the fields of fallen comrades, there stand silent watchers of the slumbering – headstones keeping vigil on our brave warriors.
WE WATCH
Stones stand silent as sentinels,
Observant obelisks opposing oblivion,
Watching where the warriors are waiting,
Lying in lofty labyrinths of loam,
Monuments many – to military memory,
Protecting our patrons of pride and patriotism,
Grass – gently growing in grades of green,
The sky silently sees the saviours of state,
The boy brings a bouquet of bright beauty,
Fondly – father is found in forested fields,
Basking in beauty both breathtaking and bold,
Serene scenery set in soft surroundings,
Remembered – reposed – retired – regarded reverantly,
Gray glyphs of gentle granite greet,
Attend the anthem of all America!
Waiting with these wondrous works – we watch!
PTR June 14-15,2010

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