Death is an honor
When you think of all the
Great lives that have ended
That way.

Soldiers, scientists, statesmen,
Fathers, poets, heroes in
All walks of life and
They do it every day.

The tears wash away –
The moments of silence
When they might have spoken –
In their absence.

All the risks and wounds,
And the sacrifices, the jokes
The disappointments and
The way they really were.

We drag our feet and fight
That day, when in some ways
It proves that we were ever alive.
The memories and what people say.

04/12/2007

Posted on 04/12/2007
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