Oct 2014
A Nations Loss
All they have now are the memories
Of their child lost in war
Knowing that a love once held
Will not be walking through the door
He had fought and died with honor
In a war so far away
Now on a bended knee a soldier
Presents them with a flag
The cracking echoes of the rifles
The bugles sounding that he served
A reminder that their child was brave
And this medal he deserved
Each day they read his letters
With new tears now in their eyes
Praying for just one more day
Knowing he did not survive
All they have now are the memories
Of their child lost in war
Knowing that a love once held
Will not be walking through the door
Carl Joseph Roberts
All they have now are the memories
Of their child lost in war
Knowing that a love once held
Will not be walking through the door
He had fought and died with honor
In a war so far away
Now on a bended knee a soldier
Presents them with a flag
The cracking echoes of the rifles
The bugles sounding that he served
A reminder that their child was brave
And this medal he deserved
Each day they read his letters
With new tears now in their eyes
Praying for just one more day
Knowing he did not survive
All they have now are the memories
Of their child lost in war
Knowing that a love once held
Will not be walking through the door
Carl Joseph Roberts
Although we honor our fallen as best we can it never can be enough. The echo of a 21 gun salute, the sound of the bugals, the presentation on bended knee of the flag and a letter from the president or commander will never relieve the true loss felt in the hearts of parents and loved ones. I give so much thanks to those who fight and the families of those who have lost.
