On and On
Across the sprawling grounds
White crosses all in a row
Covering the country side one by one
Each one a father, brother, husband , son
Each cross stands proud and tall
A symbol of the freedom they gave us all
From Bull Run to Gettysburg, to World War 1
The crosses kept coming on and on
From Normandy to Vietnam
The crosses kept coming on and on
For all who have gone
Pray we have stopped seeing the crosses go on and on
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