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With-in the shadows of our discontent, we gather this day atop hallowed ground, in the chill of another Autumn morning. Coaxed-up memories torn into our souls, bring a river of tears, that trace another years life upon our face. There Between the shadows, your souls begin to fill our eyes with-in a mirage of mirror-like images.
Hope's essence fills a city’s
cleared glade, and reflected
beams of fractured light begin to reveal your presence.
As we keep the promise alive, we feel
our sorrow fade.
Suddenly, there from the shadows, you appear before us
from a tunnel of time.
We feel your love as you pass by, Oh look! It's that
special smile of yours, I remember! It was
the one you had given
back, that very last
time?
In those reflections of our mind
and hearts, we see you
standing there in that great
golden lobby, and then look on
as you take that wonderful ride,
up to the top of the world.
Look, there! Above us all, your
flying high up in the clouds,
and see, there you'd been
holding anthers hand in kindness,
as you gave comfort
to those that had never flown before.
We roll! Right
there with you, and just as thunder fills
the skies,
your honor fills our hearts with ultimate
sacrifices.
Look there, we see you placing
a child back into a
Mother’s
arms, as you stand proudly
in a warriors
uniform. We yell out
to you! No,
please
dont go
back in, I beg you to stop!
But, our pleads
go gallantly
unheard. You run back into those
hellish
flames and smoke once more, and
with every year that passes, we grow weaker from
calling
your
names.
Oh God, how
are they all still here, the
ones
of our
heart, those of your greatest
work?
Oh, look, an
incredible rainbow has
formed before
our very
eyes, and there, atop it’s brilliant
beams,
we're
pulled up to you, and feel your love once again.
We feel the emptyness in our hearts
mend, as you push your light into
any remaining shadows placed
upon your memorial.
Reassurance blankets our hearts, as
we look up in
to those
beams of brilliant color and
beautiful hue.
With
outstretched arms, we
grasp the essence of
your light, and pull you into our souls, to forever
feel your presence with-in.
We surround ourselves in your
memory, with-in the
the sanctity of this
hollowed ground.
Hope brings our discontented hearts here every
Autumn, no
matter where we may be, to remember, those greater of
us.
We come to give you our love, and we come to honor your memory. We will continue to come and do these things for you, utill the end of
days
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