Honor

Heis a soldier in

Thecrusade of life

Marchingto drums of

Society’sfavor.

Sensingthe scent of affinity’s flavor,

Ne’erseeking respect or esteem

Forhis service.

 

Nevera blemish or cause for disgrace.

Headhigh, eyes forward,

Asmile on his face.

Apillar of dignity and veneration,

Asign of prestige to a whole generation.

Seekingno praise or unsightly sensation

Hefades in the background

Withouta trace.

 

Alwaysinclined to do what is right

Tobrighten dark corners with shards of daylight

Andcomfort a friend through

Along sleepless night with

Adeftness beyond commonplace.

 

Honorbears witness,

Honorstands tall,

Makesno apology

Infairness to all.