We stand here in honor of one of our best,
and mourn another hero as we lay him to rest.
He left here proud with eyes opened wide;
now they are closed with his honor deep inside.
A bugler playing taps just over the hill,
while all listened quitely & standing very still.
A twenty-one gun salute rips through the skies;
while taps in the background bring tears to the eyes.
A three point folded flag, white stars upon blue,
a bullet in each corner neatly tucked from view.
Is then passed along to a widow in black;
to remind her of a hero who was killed in Iraq.
He died a brave man in a war not yet won,
and now laid to rest next to his son.
It was two months ago his son was brought back;
he too had died upon the sands of Iraq.
Their chest hold proudly of the medals they wore,
it was for you and I they fought in this war.
An honor between soldiers, not just father & son;
laying side by side, their tour of duty is now done.
Bronze trophy winner
Honorable mention
Silver trophy winner
Gold trophy winner
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