Arlington National Cemetary - Poem by Robin Bennett
Generations of patriots of Americans-
Have sacrificed their lives in the sake of freedom;
For the country they love and beliefs held dear,
Manicured laws mark the crisp white headstones.
Chiseled stone holds the names of the fallen
While Old Glory waves her final salute in perpetuity
We are the unforgotten, the heroes, the brave-
Each headstone tells the tale of death at enemy's hands;
Stars and Stripes blow in cadence with the wind,
Honoring the memory of the ultimate sacrifice.
Playing of Taps is a fabric of this hallowed ground-
Souls of each war this great country has fought;
Soldiers find rest here in this most serene and eternal field of rest,
I still hear the whispers of Taps playing in the wind.
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