Memorial Day
It's not about barbeques,
Hamburgers and franks
It's a day set aside,
For offering our thanks,
For those who died,
Or were injured or maimed
To fight against evil,
Whatever it's named
Pity that God couldn't
Give them this day,
To let them come back home,
To their families and stay
Just one day a year
To retaste their love,
And let their dear souls,
Know how we think of them
While they're above,
They sacrificed their greatest gift
To keep us safe
Though in sadness we drift
No more Thanksgiving dinners,
Movies or pies,
Just a host of loved ones
Who can't dry their eyes
I salute you dear brothers in arms,
Men, women, children with innocent charms,
You've done your job,
So adequately well,
It's up to us now,
We live in hell.
Sorrow so heavy
we bend at the knees
No trick or substitution
Ever will please
We hang up your picture
But it doesn't talk back
The love we did share,
We now sorely do lack
Your family and friends,
And your whole country too
Does cry for your sacrifice,
And salute you.
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