Passing in Review

The old ex-soldier stood,

Bared his head and dipped hiseyes

In silence as the color guard

Strode step by step in grandreview.

 

Memories flood every stream

To overflowing as the symbol

Waves unfurling in the heat

Of steamy summers' sweatingswelter.

 

What a grand time it hadbeen;

Days gone by when youth wasking.

How much pride could one hearthold

For honor's duty gladly done?

How many lives were his totouch?

How many differencesresolved?

Could he have done just alittle more?

Will he find peace at the endof his road?

 

Forever seeking

To find something new,

Lives spent

Passing in review.