What happened to you?
How did you die?
Where did it occur?
Were you a husband, a dad?
Or were you a wife, a mom?
So many questions,
yet… the answers will never be known.
We can say… your home!
Not the place of your birth,
but a place of respect… and love.
yet… the answers will never be known.
We can say… your home!
Not the place of your birth,
but a place of respect… and love.
A place of peace…
where we can promise…
you’ll never be hurt again.
Forever guarded… forever protected
where we can promise…
you’ll never be hurt again.
Forever guarded… forever protected
A nation will come and visit you,
and witness the dignity of your life.
When we walk away,
we’ll leave with pride…
You fought for us and our ideals,
and though we’ll never know
who you were, we’re comforted…
that you’re known to God.
and witness the dignity of your life.
When we walk away,
we’ll leave with pride…
You fought for us and our ideals,
and though we’ll never know
who you were, we’re comforted…
that you’re known to God.
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