by | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry | 0 comments

I’ve seen this death, a thousand times,
Upon the battlefield,
The final end, so terminal,
The face of death revealed.

Come with me down the valley side,
Come with me up again.
We’ll count the dead and dying there,
So many without a name.

Then, when you’ve counted all of them,
Count them all once more.
It was they, who gave their lives for you,
So tragically in war.

And when your time has come to die,
Remember those that fell,
Upon the bloody battlefield
So you might live to tell.

Then when you go to Heaven,
Look for the fallen there,
For they will be at Gods right hand
In His tender loving care.


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