Remembrance Morn

I have heard of a story, of war years ago.
I was not alive then, distance of time I know.

I have heard the beg pipes, that sound for the lives,
I stand in the crowd of the people who know their given rights.

I heard of the beginning, the middle and the end.
I have seen the sorrow in the eyes of the fighting men.

I have heard of the victory, the freedom that was born.
And I will say thank you, in silence; this remembrance morn.

SaraGloria