This is our promise:To honor those we've loved and lost. To honor those whose live's go on, but are forever changed. To not betray the debt we owe.
To Those who give of life and limb, We think of her! We think of him! Wounded warriors. All of those, Who live or die as fate bestows. We'll think of you beyond the day, They told us you were gone away. Or might not be as you have been, With help you'll learn to live again. We'll do no less! We make this vow! Support is yours! Right here and now! A hero's more than when they died, We'll grieve then put our grief aside. We'll honor-mark their resting stone, Then move to help those hurt, alone. And if their shattered body or mind, Needs help to flourish, help they'll find. We'll do the best that must be done, To help the person they'll become. We'll do no less! We make this vow! Support is yours! Right here and now!
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