#arlington
At Arlington, someone
Unknown goes down
The thousands, the thousands
Who have gone down in faraway fields
But who won’t die in the heart—
How do we bury
The thousands
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 11:43 AM UTC
"Hello baby, how have you been
You know I'm coming back there soon,
I'll get to tell you of things I've seen
As we sit beneath the moon
I miss you so with all my heart
And till we meet again
It's been rough to spend this time apart
So, I will wait until then.
To hold you once more in my arms
And look upon your face
You know I'll keep you safe from harm
You make my heartbeat race
We;ll have our wedding in the churchl that
We were christened in as kids
You know there church where we once sat
And as children we once hid
We'll soon be one when we are wed
Our family has begun
It;ll be like we both said
We;ll be stronger now as one.
You know I miss you every day
But you keep me alive
A safe return to you I pray
It's the goal to which I strive
It's been three years that I've been here
In this hell hole of a war
But I've been strong and shown no fear
With your love at my core
My time is short and I must go
Our squadron has to part
But in two weeks you know I;ll show
The love that's in my heart"
As I look out upon the field
The green grass specked with white
I really think how beautiful
To see this scene so bright
There are those who've come beofre today
and stood here just like me
Of those who come for JFK
Who died in sixty three
You see I am in Arlington
To lay my love to rest
He died when he was fired on
With five more of our best
He wrote me that love letter
Post marked two weeks ago today
Our lives would be much better
When he got home from the fray.
His squad was taken quickly and
Not one of them survived
They're together now on sacred land
And my letter just arrived.
Hello baby, how have you been
You know I'm coming back there soon,
I'll get to tell you of things I've seen
As we sit beneath the moon
I miss you so with all my heart
And till we meet again
But now we're not so far apart
Now he's in Arlington.
May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 10:29 AM UTC
The sun hides in this place
The grey clouds hamper it's light.
Here the stones rest,
Long straight rows, emblazoned with names.
A sergeant here, a corporal there.
The rank no longer matters.
In battle they were brothers,
In death their stones share space.
The snow crunches underfoot moving through
The mass, a solitary crow stands sentinel.
Ever watchful, ever present,
We mourn, we respect, we love.
Men and women, they gave their lives for us.
For our sons and daughters to know better
Futures.
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC
There is no place like home
Where our roots have grown
Where speaking is only limited
By the words that you can make
Where you can go where you want
Because someone is buried in Arlington
Where life is precious
And victory is sweet
Where God smiled and thought,
"Oh my that sure is pretty"
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 7:44 PM UTC
Beautiful tribute
Tended lawns
Snow white crosses
In their throngs
Men sent out
To right the wrongs
Some were knighted
Some were pawns
There are lovely
Spreading trees
Bowing in the
Scented breeze
In the winter
There to freeze
There our nation's
On its knees
There are many
Stones for heads
Punctured by
The flying lead
There are widows
For those wed
The hearts are countless
They, too, are dead.
SoulSurvivor
Memorial Day
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:49 PM UTC