Happy Memorial Day
Happy Memorial day
Sitting where he one time stood
never one time trying to brag.
He chokes on his own teardrops
as he salutes the American flag.
Recalling brothers that have died
that stood by him in war.
Brothers in adversity
that don't come home no more.
He blinks to fight the memories
that are flashing through his mind.
Just like in his dreams at night
like a movie on rewind.
He can hear grenades exploding
he can hear the brave men cry.
He still hears the prayers they prayed
as they prepared to die.
With visions of the blood soaked ground
the world will never know.
All the horrors he has seen
as his tears start to flow.
Just beyond the flag he sees
children playing in a park.
People sitting home tonight
will walk the streets at dark.
Without a single thought in mind
of things that used to be.
And those now buried in the ground
so others could be free.
He turns his wheelchair in the grass
and starts to roll away.
And whispers quietly to his friends
Happy Memorial day.
Edwin C Hofert
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