I Will Remember Poem by Patti Masterman

With every century that's over-thrown
Down goes some other beloved of my own-
Another heart beating, just the same as mine;
Another most like me, among all human kind
Soul mates unnumbered, in the cartloads of dead
Unloved by France, and plucked from their beds;
Forgotten graves marked with scarcely a tree
Their sufferings long silent: at least they are free
Their ashes deserted in far away ruins
Black smoke-stacks and armies, that burnt them too soon
In history books, on tombstones, we meet every day
Those loved ones and dear ones, all whisked away
I would have loved all of you, barring time and space
In dreams I would save you, by taking your place
The world left behind is now dried of your tears
With but few, meager scraps of your too-short years
Sweet relics, I'll clasp them close to my breast
And cherish your memory, you whom I loved best.