A soldier's lament

Dear Editor:

You fought over seas and land

You fought for freedoms stand

Now you have put down the gun

To hold the hand of our Lord our father and son

As the drums slowly beat

Your final march is no retreat

Rest now you have won there's no defeat

So as they lay you beneath the ground

And as my tears come flowing down

I shall always remember what you gave

Our love one a soldier brave

As the drums slowly beat

Your final march is no retreat

So as we part my love

I know that somewhere up above

You will be watching me

Sending love forever be

So rest in peace my soldier dear

For in my heart you will always be near.

As the drums slowly beat

Your final march is no retreat

Henry O. Malmquist

Lansford