Memories of those who are no longer here <br />are shared by millions who hold them dear. <br />Their faces so young that stay in the mind <br />of parents and wives and husbands that find <br />their loved ones were taken so young in their years. <br />Their children were left too young to cry tears, <br />never knowing their fathers or seeing their smile <br />or having them there as they walk down the aisle. <br /> <br />No war's ever worth their great sacrifice, <br />fought with their lives, they paid the great price. <br />And now we take time just one day a year <br />and pray somehow, somewhere they can hear <br />we miss them and honor them in memory <br />and hope their children's lives will turn out to be <br />ones that are filled with love and with peace. <br />So in their futures 'Memorial Days' will cease.<br /><br />Edwina Reizer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memorial-day-18/
