- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Salute
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Salute
He's gone to join his ancient comrades,
Without ceremony or martial parades.
He slipped quietly away without a fuss
But left his painful memories for us.
Seventy years ago he watched his men die.
Now together with them he'll forever lie.
He landed alone, bereft, on Omaha Beach
His men drowning, out of his clutching reach.
He lived with the memory of those he had lost,
Never forgetting that peace has a bloody cost.
He lived and remembered to tell those at home
Always painfully remembering being there, alone.
Salute the brave warriors who lived and died
For our freedoms. Remember. Give thanks with pride.
- COMMENTS
legerdemerover 8 years agoThank you for sharing it. It's easy to take such things for granted, harder to pay a personal cost for many who are thoughtless of how easy it is to erode freedom.
