Not the bread, the wine
elements of the holy meal
shared in remembrance of him;
in remembrance of them
we stop and gather,
set aside a time to honor
their sacrifice in our name
Young men and women,
some of the best of our nation
fighting, dying so that we may live
so that the dream that is America
may get grow more deeply in our hearts,
in the hearts of victims of tyranny
of war around the globe
They went, when they were called
serving us in foreign lands
distant seas, far from home
May 25, 2008
Memorial Day
written at church, before
the Rejuvenation evening service
Sunday, May 25, 2008
In Remembrance of Them
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