Remember

Gray skies, and tear drops- Our first thoughts of war
Tides rolling in, bringing death to our shore
Another day comes, bringing the tide
Along with more soldiers, who have nobly died.

Another gun shot, with an echo so loud
another bomb, with a big pillowy cloud
Another storm is coming, the sky turns gray
The leaves start to turn, and the trees start to sway

The tides coming In, but it's bringing a wave
filled with millions of bodies, creating a grave
Family's are crushed, torn right apart
But these soldiers died with hope in their heart.

For creating a future, their family could see
and for that they will always remain a memory.
So stand very tall, for those soldiers in heaven
on this beautiful day, November 11th, 2007.