In silent disbelief
I read those granite words
that tell a soldier's tale
and how valiantly he served.

Monuments to freedom
standing straight and tall
they represent men willing
to sacrifice it all.

I stand as tears fill my eyes
and pain chokes out my heart
so proud that you were willing
to go and do your part.

And though I do have pride
in the battles that you won
it gives me little comfort for
I have lost my son.

Rest peacefully, my son
your battles now are through.
Look down on me from Heaven
and remember I love you.

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