A Soldier's Words
a bugle's tune is playing and its playing just for me six soldiers carrying me to that final resting place I saw my mother's tears down her sweet small face I wanted to smile at her and say don't you cry, my dear I went to fight for what I thought was right perhaps I was wrong but I would do it all over again I would go fight to have a life -- by giving my own life ~ Art by Nancy L. Young-Houser and Poem by Sandra S. Marquiss