A military burial

by Brenda   Jan 6, 2017


Looking out across
these gently rolling hills,
hundreds and hundreds
of identical white headstones
stare back at me...
Reminders of all
those soldiers
who are now at
eternal parade rest...
My dad is here.
We buried him
on a hot July day.
I remember the service,
the folding of the flag, the rifle volley,
taps being played...
As we walked back to the cars
I was admonished,
by my mother,
for skipping amongst the headstones.
I was only seven after all...
I haven't served,
but I come from a family
that has.
These white headstones
mean so much to me.
This is sacred ground.
All who enter here
must KNOW, must REALIZE
the sacrifices
that were made...

"All gave some, some gave all"

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  • 1 month ago

    by Ezeani Sunday

    Wao!!! I felt challenged to die for my country. However, I am not a soldier. What can I do?

    • 1 month ago

      by Brenda

      Just thank a veteran for serving, support our troops. That's the best thing we can do for our soldiers. Thank you!

  • 1 month ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Brenda, i loved this in the challenge and i love it now too :)
    well done.

    • 1 month ago

      by Brenda

      Thanks N, I appreciate you...

  • 1 month ago

    by Theoretical Thespian

    There are no words for how sad and beautiful this poem is.

    Kudos.

    ~ Renegade

    • 1 month ago

      by Brenda

      Thank you so much-that means a lot.

  • 1 month ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    This had my vote. There is so much here and all of the imagery is crystal clear. When poetry is this vivid it stirs emotional streams until they bubble and overflow their resisting banks.

    • 1 month ago

      by Brenda

      Awww, thanks Michael. I appreciate your wonderful comments.

  • 1 month ago

    by Brenda

    Thank you ladies. I can see this scene like it was yesterday.