Our Solemn Group

Our solemn group, stands between the many headstones
With a gun solute, we fold a flag that no longer waves
Here one family surname comes to a final close
For this great cost tears come as each soul moans
With the world at war, for a moment, my whole heart caves
Yet there is pride for those who died with a purple heart
And for their faithful wives who will oft visit graves
Who wait alone trusting in a love torn apart
How can one not hope and rejoice in our Savior
Who art in Heaven awaiting to reunite great love
That’s made eternal…from the heart

Many dear children say to a grave, “I love you, Dad”
They have tales of courage lingering as their memories
Families wanting all that they never had
There’s good with bad. It is truly sad
At every grave site rests a casket filled with life long stories
One understands why a hand is placed upon the heart,
Overwhelmed by thoughts of wars price for victories
For those who died, courageously, who did their part
How can one not hope and rejoice in our Savior
Who art in Heaven awaiting the righteous who believed liberty,
Was a gift from God from the start