The widow of a navy seal her face shows the fresh sorrow the tears are barley held back loss registers a Hero has gone her eyes and face are drawn tight they keep the emotional depths in check at least for The moment the camera clicks her photo his picture inset to the side walk memories path they held Hands energy flowed between them in blessed wave’s military honor and duty produced the highest Bond the mixture of God and country was their identifying striving marks sacrifice the high banner Unfurled over their lives a constant companion now for her she must seek solace within its folds their Home family and friends are its deep rich fabric it holds riches great enough that a man will lay his life Down under its shadow he a light pushing back evils darkness at perils head now he lies dead sadly she Will feel twisted every tear will be rung from her soul such is the price of all of our freedom her life now A burning torch within its blaze his face will always have the highest golden glow it will in time will warm The now very cold recesses that produce such pain and sorrow her smile will always contain a measure Of sorrow this is the enriching of us all every moment of joy we spend with our loved ones will be Payment and our undying thanks for those who fight and die and those that bare the brunt in liberties Shinning land never will it die the tide will always be resisted in the extreme by the brave and true and the Greatest among U.S.