You kneel supported by your rifle outside the library and families relax inside reading together, free to explore the world through books with
no cares for what is happening outside.
You carry a fallen friend forever holding him in your arms,
while children laugh and run around the stone base upon which you will forever stand.
You stand head down in prayer as tourists sit on the steps
leading up to your memorial exploring without of fear our large cities.
And you stand at ease hands resting on a stone cross remembering
forever your friends lost in war. While
traffic moves freely on the busy street in front of you.
Your name is etched in these stone monuments, your sacrifice always
present, in hopes that we remember the price that was and continues to be paid
for our freedom.
Your heroism is thus remembered in communities large and small.
And
Grandma Snyder
©2013-2016 twosnydergirls
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