In Memoriam

Far high above cloud armies pause

To paint the land in shadow gauze.

The clear blue air in silence sings,

Where eagles dream on mighty wings.

A ghostly bugle calls the roll,

Its haunting notes caress the knoll

And echoes somber fields of green

Where warriors sleep their endless dream.

White markers march in rank and file

To hold this stillness for a while.

A kind wind shivers leafy trees,

Then sweeps the meadow’s grassy seas.

My brothers sleep beneath this grass

With youthful comrades from the past.

Forgotten, as the war they fought

And all their sacrifice – for naught!