Something, I cannot fully
explain;
but certain and true each
time,
on the side of the Main Street
the parade route into the
city
They marched, they march
each year
those who came home,
some of our nation’s best
who served that we may
remain free
Gathered by their wars,
marching still, together
even if a bit slower yet;
I find myself, erect
Standing straighter, taller,
my hand on my heart, for
them
applauding them, their
courage
their willingness to go
Into harms’ way, so that we,
that I
can live in a land of
freedom
So each year I am by the
curbside
to honor them, our veterans
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edited May 25, 2014
Standing Straighter – v2
May 25, 2008
Standing Straighter
Memorial Day
written at church, before
the Rejuvenation evening service
Wesley United Methodist Church
Concord, NH
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