Punchbowl
Occasionally I wondered upon the finely groomed lawns
Amidst the silent crosses and weeping American flags
Within one of the immense reservoirs of my great country’s
Forever lost diamonds’ ultimate eternal resting place
They gave me a sense of calm and a comforting company
My fellow brothers and sisters, and a feeling of sadness
In some ways I felt I should be resting there with all of them
But fate chose me to be their defender and never forget
The blood of these diamonds was paid for my countrymen’s freedom
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