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Tribute to the fallen
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Hallowground
I wonder where I might be, deep loneliness
fills my spirit, a darkness filled with tears...
One by one I see those like me, laid to rest in this
hallowed place.
Smith, Bailey, Mathes and Johnson, all called to honor,
duty bound.
Time for taps, slowly and softly the bugle blows,
the sun is setting, its the final call.
The echo of taps fills the night...
We gave our best, we served when called.
Play the taps, one last call.
Walk among us with respect, we lay
at rest on hallow ground.
Copyright © 1998-2000
DB Mathes
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Red Earth 2
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P.O. Box 11803
Fort Smith, Arkansas
72917-1803
http://www.toldesigns
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Contact the Webmaster
dbm@arkansas.net
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Inscribed on Cyrus Harris' tombstone; I once was as you are; As I am now the same shall you be; So prepare for death and follow me. |
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