Vigil

Up a lonesome canyon so many miles from home,

  She misses her dear soldier never more to roam.

Not so long ago, he heard a bugle’s call,

  He was a handsome warrior, brave and proud and tall.

Now he lies beneath a stately old oak tree,

  Never more his widow nor his kids to see.

The Gods of War have taken him oh so far away,

  And she has come to visit, to weep, and softly pray.

And may we all remember forgotten heroes of yore,

  And keep alive the memory of those we lost in war.

LDT Memorial Day, May 26, ‘25

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