The Lord called me near today To tell me I must go, Back again through time and space To the distant earth below.
It is Indian Summer... The trees ablaze with hue. The colors gold and muted, The sky of azure blue.
White crosses glisten in the sun, The stones all set with care. A thousand souls beat as one. The "Eternal Flame" rests there.
Suddenly I'm standing In a field so vast and green. I see airmen with their rifles. A bugler...song unseen...
An honor guard's before me I wear the Airforce blue. The flag unfurls before me, I salute as others do.
I wonder who they honor, With such respect and care. And then my name is spoken, And I know why I am there.
I hear the chaplain speaking To the loved ones seated there. I know it is for me they weep, So much they all do care. |
The one I love is near to me Her tears stream down...no sound I wish that I could touch her, And ease this grief I found.
I hear the shots all twenty-one Sounds echoing everywhere. The Bugler lifts his instrument, "Taps" reverently fills the air. They place the flag within her hand And kneel to say a prayer. And like the "Unknown Soldier," You can not see me there.
Like shadows we walk slowly A blur of marbled gray. A fountain rises before me, I have been honored today.
I feel the touch of an angel's wing As they gently take my hand. I did not know I had such love, But now I understand.
No longer pain, just peace and love The world fades far below. But in the stillness of the stars So softly, I hear ......
"Goodbye Shadow Goodbye My Love." |
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