Memorial Day Poem by Ron Secoy

Where we going grandpa?
The boy asked the old man
To a place soldiers go
When they have made their last stand

A place of peace
Without the sound of war
All gathered there
From both near and far

Men and women
Some not so old
Resolute if not brave
Effective if not bold

From the whole USA
And then some more
People from the world
Who entered America's door

From the minutemen
Before our nation's birth
To Afghanistan
And every corner of the earth

Militia, armies, armed forces
Paying the highest toll
Marines, airmen, sailors
Achieving the country's goal

Going out to walk
Among the white crosses
Consider this great land
And her tragic losses

Gonna say a prayer
For all that have served
Thank him for the fallen
That from duty never swerved

Watch the red, white and blue
Bravely and freely wave
Salute as she goes by
Thinking of all they gave