Some frail,
With canes, walker and wheelchairs
For fallen comrades
New and old
The heavens cry
With rain and wind
Still they stand tall
People old and young
Marvel at their inner strength
The symbol a red flower
To remember so we can never forget
The sacrifices given
Though some think long ago
To these brave men and women
It’s yesterday again
Pain in their eyes
Fallen comrades
Again and again
How can we do less?
How can we do less?
Remembering them
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