The trumpet lilies are silent with sadness <br />As the many weeping widows <br />With their folded flags <br />Leave red roses <br />On the rooftops of a new home <br />And the children <br />Their hankies wet with promises <br />Wave goodbye to daddy…. <br />With open hands instead of clinched fists___<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-end-to-war/
