11th Month, 11th Day, the 11th Hour

Remembrance equals respect.

My eyes have seen,

my ears have heard the sound,

my hands have touched

the affects of a round.

My heart has felt,

my soul has cried out,

my tears have flowed

and my spirits been down.

Our bodies have ached under 

unforgiving weight,

our feet have bled 

from weeks of unchecked.

Our eyes wary from all the bloodshed.

Unsent letters pressed to our chests,

promises made, promises kept.

 Homeward bound the hopes of the day,

Some hopes are answered..........

here is where they lay.

Freedom is not free, the cost is high,

on the 11th month, 11th day, the 11th hour,

please bow your head and close your eyes. 

Remember them.

Author's Note

Blessed are those who have not been touched by war... remember those who have .