I Hear the Drumrolls Beating

I Hear the Drum Rolls Beating
By: Christopher S. Cascaden

I hear the drum rolls beating
And of men marching
I am a soldier of the past
My brothers being carried
I hear the lord calling down below

I understand the beating boots
My heart lifts into the sky
I hear the bang of seven saluting shots
And the cries of comrades gone
I lay my hand upon the casket

I feel my heart hit the sky
     but be handed back to me
I hear the drum rolls of my lord
     calling down to me
I understand the light given by those
      who fought and died for me
I see greatness in their deeds
I feel their boots hit the ground
      once again in heaven.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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April 16, 2016 at 4:06 PM
Christopher Cascaden, Nice to read your poem today. enjoyed ~LINDA~
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