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Today we will pause to remember and thank God for the brave that gave their lives
(and continue to give their lives) for us.
We also pause to remember the families left behind and those families today
that have loved ones overseas on duty. We will be thinking of you. Lest we forget.
Hope For The Broken Hearted
(and continue to give their lives) for us.
We also pause to remember the families left behind and those families today
that have loved ones overseas on duty. We will be thinking of you. Lest we forget.
Hope For The Broken Hearted
~ Generations Of Protection ~
I look back down the corridors of time, to see in my mind's eye,
Those standing tall along life's path, lifting me onward from behind.
I look around me in the present, for I cannot be blind,
To see all they gave to bless our lives, God's abundance now to find.
I gaze into the misty haze ahead and I still see the same,
The strength and power of God they knew and all they sacrificed for my gain.
I thank God for my heritage, I praise Him for the wonder that He gave,
Those brave forefathers of faith who fought beyond the barriers of pain.
I see the devotion in their eyes, their love of life, of God, of their beloved land,
Their desire to give their all, for me, for you,
for every fellow man.
And as I walk and talk, I thank God for them-
subdued I stand.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers
I look back down the corridors of time, to see in my mind's eye,
Those standing tall along life's path, lifting me onward from behind.
I look around me in the present, for I cannot be blind,
To see all they gave to bless our lives, God's abundance now to find.
I gaze into the misty haze ahead and I still see the same,
The strength and power of God they knew and all they sacrificed for my gain.
I thank God for my heritage, I praise Him for the wonder that He gave,
Those brave forefathers of faith who fought beyond the barriers of pain.
I see the devotion in their eyes, their love of life, of God, of their beloved land,
Their desire to give their all, for me, for you,
for every fellow man.
And as I walk and talk, I thank God for them-
subdued I stand.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers
In our Lord and Father they had:
a love that could never be fathomed;
a life that can never die; a peace that could never be understood;
a rest to never be disturbed; a joy to never diminish;
a hope to never be disappointed; a glory to never be clouded;
a light to never be darkened; and a resource for their spirit to never be exhausted.
Anonymous
a love that could never be fathomed;
a life that can never die; a peace that could never be understood;
a rest to never be disturbed; a joy to never diminish;
a hope to never be disappointed; a glory to never be clouded;
a light to never be darkened; and a resource for their spirit to never be exhausted.
Anonymous
"Those who expect to reap the blessings of freedom,
must, like men, undergo the fatigue of supporting it."
~Thomas Paine
must, like men, undergo the fatigue of supporting it."
~Thomas Paine
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Hope For The Broken Hearted
We remember all who gave their lives for the cause of freedom
and all of the families whose lives were touched by their loss.
Thank you to all who are serving their countries and to all of their families who sacrifice so they can serve.
May the Lord watch over you and protect you and bring you home safely.
We remember all who gave their lives for the cause of freedom
and all of the families whose lives were touched by their loss.
Thank you to all who are serving their countries and to all of their families who sacrifice so they can serve.
May the Lord watch over you and protect you and bring you home safely.
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Honor To The Atomic Veterans of America
Americans remember each man who freely served,
honor them on Veteran’s Day, make sure their day’s observed.
For no one knows the aftermath of brave men sent to war,
the pain of losing arms and legs,
or buddies sent before.
World war vets still suffer, though many years have passed,
from radiation in Japan, who knew effects would last ?
They walked the bombed-out craters and tread the barren land,
observing A-Bomb targets
where America took a stand.
We must remember them too, the price that they have paid,
the health of unborn children, and sacrifices made.
Wounds aren’t always showing on the surface of brave men,
some are left in nightmares,
or just beneath the skin.
Some have turned their backs on two hundred thousand, more,
who fought battles with the enemy to keep them from our shore.
How could this wealthy nation forget these mighty men,
for even in their suffering,
they’d do it all again.
Let’s at least pay homage to those who linger still,
the men of sixty years ago who fought with iron will…
And for the ones who’ve passed on, to paradise, I’m sure,
God, grant them precious peace and love,
and finally a cure.
Honor To The Atomic Veterans of America
©Tamara Hillman
Americans remember each man who freely served,
honor them on Veteran’s Day, make sure their day’s observed.
For no one knows the aftermath of brave men sent to war,
the pain of losing arms and legs,
or buddies sent before.
World war vets still suffer, though many years have passed,
from radiation in Japan, who knew effects would last ?
They walked the bombed-out craters and tread the barren land,
observing A-Bomb targets
where America took a stand.
We must remember them too, the price that they have paid,
the health of unborn children, and sacrifices made.
Wounds aren’t always showing on the surface of brave men,
some are left in nightmares,
or just beneath the skin.
Some have turned their backs on two hundred thousand, more,
who fought battles with the enemy to keep them from our shore.
How could this wealthy nation forget these mighty men,
for even in their suffering,
they’d do it all again.
Let’s at least pay homage to those who linger still,
the men of sixty years ago who fought with iron will…
And for the ones who’ve passed on, to paradise, I’m sure,
God, grant them precious peace and love,
and finally a cure.
Honor To The Atomic Veterans of America
©Tamara Hillman
Spirit of the Corps
As I lay in my bed one night, a vision did appear.
A young marine spoke out to me - His words were loud and clear
I am the Spirit of the Corps that flows through time and space
Shaped by a strength of character,
from principles I embrace.
I've been around protecting you, before our nation's birth.
I've fought on many battlefields, at all points on this earth.
Through Montezuma's drafty halls, on sandy Tripoli shores
Wherever battles have been fought,
there will be found our Corps.
In jungle, desert, mountains, in extremes of heat and cold
we've fought to keep our country great, left many tales untold.
At Belleau Wood in World War One, to heed our country's call
In island wars of World War Two,
We saw great numbers fall.
At Korea's Chosen Reservoir, we fought the Chinese horde
The ruthless terrorists in Iraq, removing evil our reward.
If freedom's bell is still to ring and honor our nation's goal,
The Spirit of the Corps should be
instilled in every soul
For current troops and future ranks, for those who've gone before,
we pledge our loyalty to God,
our country and our Corps.
© Shelby Forrest
As I lay in my bed one night, a vision did appear.
A young marine spoke out to me - His words were loud and clear
I am the Spirit of the Corps that flows through time and space
Shaped by a strength of character,
from principles I embrace.
I've been around protecting you, before our nation's birth.
I've fought on many battlefields, at all points on this earth.
Through Montezuma's drafty halls, on sandy Tripoli shores
Wherever battles have been fought,
there will be found our Corps.
In jungle, desert, mountains, in extremes of heat and cold
we've fought to keep our country great, left many tales untold.
At Belleau Wood in World War One, to heed our country's call
In island wars of World War Two,
We saw great numbers fall.
At Korea's Chosen Reservoir, we fought the Chinese horde
The ruthless terrorists in Iraq, removing evil our reward.
If freedom's bell is still to ring and honor our nation's goal,
The Spirit of the Corps should be
instilled in every soul
For current troops and future ranks, for those who've gone before,
we pledge our loyalty to God,
our country and our Corps.
© Shelby Forrest
