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Many heroes fall during battle
this fight for freedom often costs
these men and women we send to foreign shores
often it these lives that are lost
but they will not be forgotten
we honor those souls that slip away
and know that they've become angels
In heaven, on this day
The memory of them lives on
as we sleep we see their face
the dreams seem so very real
we often imagine their warm embrace
God has given them free reign
to whisper gently to the trees
to glide effortlessly among the clouds
and dry your tears with a breeze
So as long as we are alive
we will hold them in our hearts
and as long as we can breathe
our heroes will never be apart
So as we bury you with honor
we will grieve, then heal & pray
and even though we'll miss you you
we'll be reunited in heaven one day
Linda Racaniello
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Wednesday, June 25, 2008 |
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Wednesday, June 25, 2008 |
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