I stare at the casket;
Draped with the nation’s cloth.I’m momentarily startled;
As the guns go off.Another fallen soldier;
Being laid to rest.I struggle to breathe;
For this tightness in my chest.The bugler so smooth;
As he hits every note.It is hard to swallow;
Because of this lump in my throat.Tears fall like rain;
As I look to the sky.No matter how many times I hear it;
Taps still makes me cry.The bugle now silent;
As we pray for the dead.I gather myself;
As I bow down my head.Lord bless these heroes;
Who have given their lives.Comfort their children;
Their husbands and wives.Let us not forget;
They have given their all.Let the bugle be silent;
Let no more soldiers fall.
