Memorial Day, 2025
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Written on May 26, 2025
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While I struggle to understand
the battles, the wars
unending shadows weep
for the moments
just before duty called
you to the front lines,
where you would meet
the last encounter
with courage that I could never imagine,
valor, gallantry, boldness
fearless as the weeping shadow
my heart aches from the knowing
you were young and innocent, fallen
now a soldier beneath the ground
where silent memories can’t disturb
the freedom found, the freedom bought
by your last stand
grief whispers, melting
away all the passing dreams
where you once felt reassured
by the promise of years
years you didn’t have, because time
left you alone with the battle,
alone in a war with timeless
shadows, fallen soldiers
lost wars, wars that mean
we can breathe free, be free
in the way we believe
the way we see – our hearts sing
because you gave us wings
as you flew away, an angel now
an angel gone from this lonely silence
leaving the war, the moment
quietly – as we cry
remembering, what you have done
oh my, you have gone
but what you have done
defines my life, offers liberties
I would never have known,
gracefully, you stood, alone
fought that battle
so I might know
freedom is mine,
but oh, my – NO
freedom isn’t free –
but how she calls to me!
Thank you, soldier
for paying the price for me
Thank you, warrior
for fighting the battle for me
without you,
I wouldn’t know the peace
that comes from living a life
freely, free as free can be
free because you paid the highest price
you gave your life so that I might be
FREE
John 15:13-17
King James Version
13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
14 Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.
15 Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.
16 Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.
17 These things I command you, that ye love one another.
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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