BA Staff

Memorial Day

We walked among the crosses
Where our fallen soldiers lay.

And listen to the bugle
As TAPS began to play.

The Chaplin led a prayer
We stood with heads bowed low.

And I thought of fallen comrades
I had known so long ago.

They came from every city
Across the fertile land.

That we might live in freedom.
They lie here ‘neath the sand.

I felt a little guilty
My sacrifice was small.

I only lost a little time
But these men and women lost their all.

Now the services are over
For this Memorial Day.

To the names upon these crosses
I just want to say.

Thanks for what you’ve given
No one could ask for more.

May you rest with God in Heaven
From now through evermore.

– C. W. Johnson