A rewrite of the old classic poem of tribute to England’s soldiers. Please share and use as you wish.
For The Fallen Of ATOS
In tribute and thanksgiving, a community for its own,
We mourn for all who died for the ATOS ESA
Flesh of our flesh, maybe not, but they were spirit of our spirit,
Sadly there are more cases each and every day.
These solemn words to bring sad smiles, as their deaths, come too soon,
Take our sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is poetry in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
Some went with songs into the battle of life, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against circumstances altered,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow no older, as we that are…
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