Remember. Poem by Craig H. Stewart

Will we ever see, a day without war?
When four and twenty men rush forth,
With thoughts of home they steel their hearts,
Up and over crumbling sandbags,
As leaden wasps fill up the air,
The bugle sounds with shrill despair,
The reek of guns and smoking gray,
There's nothing left to do but pray...

'I give this day, this sacrifice,
to protect my child's way of life'

Ready men, CHAAARGE...

We remember those ready men,
Steady men with steady hearts,
Fighting men who stand apart,
Always ready to defend whats right,
Their blood was spilled, they felt the pain,
But their blood still runs inside our veins.

Honor The Sacrifice,
Remember the Fallen.