On the little hill...
hear the graves speaking
... Just what is it
that they are seeking
Heed the signs that are there
... the muted battle-cry
the whoosh of a saber drawn to air
What is the purpose... Why...
The muted marching of feet...
the bugle in the distance
... sounding no retreat
There is no retreat from the dust
Muted voices are heard...
�Remember... please... remember us!'
Battle sounds remain
though battles are o'er
These Brave soldiers
will go to war no more
They have fulfilled
their country's trust
They are sleeping
the sleep of the just
... under the little flags
on yonder hill
and... so remember them...
we always will...

Memorial Cemetery, Ironton, Ohio
Photo by Anthony W. Pahl, Copyright 2004

By Faye Sizemore
Copyright 2004
Listed October 10, 2011

About Author... Faye Sizemore makes her home in the beautiful foothills of South Carolina with Grant, the love of her life, as well as three dogs, two cats, two parakeets and four nanny goats. Grant is a Vietnam Veteran having served with the US Marines in 1968-69 and is, of course, Faye's muse. Faye is deeply interested in Veterans' Affairs and Veterans' Causes. She is very proud of Grant and her poetry is an off-shoot of that pride.

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