T r i b u t e

The winter sun glistens on the white marble tomb,

but we sense no remorse, no hint of gloom.

No regret that he marched when others ran,

true to his homeland, here lies a man.

At a time of turmoil, in a land of cowards,

he went to the strife.

In a steamy Asian jungle, where locals feared to go,

for us, he gave his life.

Under white marble rests this hero, now dead,

yet where are the tears that his life’s blood was shed?

Honored he rests in this hallowed ground,

where a sentry’s step is the only sound.

His sleep is eternal, under polished stone.

Except to God, forever unknown!

BY Robert Steiner, Edgewood, NM USA

English: Picture showing the changing of the g...

English: Picture showing the changing of the guards at the Tomb of the Unknowns at Arlington National Cemetery in Washington D.C. On the left is the commander, in the middle is the guard ending his patrol, and on the right is the guard about to begin his patrol. I took this picture and release it into the public domain (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

United States Army Retired/Vietnam Veteran

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