While standing at attention
Looking straight ahead,
He thought about his comrades
The living and the dead.

When the wreath was laid
A moment of silence began,
In honor of the fallen
Who he shall never see again.

As he gazed around him
At the Veterans standing there,
He noticed that the numbers have dwindled
Compared to those that stood last year.

He fears that when they are gone
Their memories to will fade,
People will forget to say a prayer
And a wreath will not be laid.

He bowed his head and closed his eyes
He prayed a special prayer,
That long after they are gone
People will gather to honor them there!

By: Yvonne Legge
Copyright 1998 Yvonne Legge