We walked among the crosses
where our fallen soldiers lay.
And listened to the bugle
as TAPS began to play.
The chaplain led a prayer
we stood with heads bowed low.
And I though of fallen comrades
I had known so long ago.
They cam from every city
across this fertile land.
That we might live in freedom.
They lie here 'neath the sand.
I felt a little guilty
my sacrifice was small.
I only lost a little time
but these men lost their all.
Now the services are over
for this Memorial Day.
To the names upon these crosses
I just want to say,
Thanks for what you've given
no one could ask for more.
May you rest with God in heaven
from now through evermore.
-C. W. Johnson
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