Monday, December 7, 2015
The shadows fall on leaves that once shown red,
but now lay upon the ground withered and dead.
The life around them once held promise and joy,
but now is a resting place for many a young boy.
Row upon row resting in the ground
are the hopes and dreams that will never be found.
They gave them all to you and me
and for our children who now will have life and liberty.
They knew as their life-blood left them that day
that their sacrifice was not too much to pay.
It was for our futures filled with hope and love
That they followed our Savior’s sacrifice from above.
In this hallowed ground lies the greatest gift of all.
Their sacrifice for each of us, great and small.
Posted by August Thurmer at 9:16 AM