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Saturday, October 17, 2009


Through distant mists of memories,
I hear them call my name;
Those who served beside me,
On a battleground of pain.


Nothing left but memories,
Of those forever young;
Lives that ended suddenly,
What would they have become?


What price they paid for freedom,
The sacrifice untold;
Yet, here they are in memories,
Not one will 'ere grow old.


For I shall keep their names alive,
Until my flame is gone;
Then pass the torch to those who will,
Remember....The Forever young.

Allison Chambers Coxsey, ©2000

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