Our Honor By: Lawrence W Langman (c) You realize the wars that waged. The precipice that turned the page. The lonely hearts and souls abound. No lack of courage for it surrounds. Tears cascade like a rivers flows. Reaching it's apex against all of it's foes. Your boots are full of water and sand. Muscles scream out from all you demand. Injuries crying out needing some attention. Voices in your head expressing dissension. Harkened to ye all for this we declare. When death dost call show him no despair. For it was our honor to don these wears. No need for parades just wishes and prayers.