Of Those Who Have Fallen
Look at the rows
Straight and tall.
Look at the rows
Of those who fall.
Perfectly in line,
Readied at their battle line.
Some gave all,
But all gave some.
Those fallen at their battle line
Although laid to rest,
Remain in their perfect line
Awaiting orders from our sergeant above.
I write this with heartbreak,
As I say goodbye
To the loved one of mine,
Who joined the perfect line on March 24, 2014.
Who readied himself at his battle line,
And took his last breath
On March 11, 2014.
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