In fields where battles once raged wild,
The echoes of the brave now rest.
Veterans, with hearts so reconciled,
Wear scars as medals on their chest.

Through storms of fire, they held the line,
Their courage lighting darkest night.
In every step, a hero’s sign,
Their spirit soaring, taking flight.

With silent strength and stories old,
They walk among us, shadows cast.
In every heart, their tales unfold,
Their legacy a steadfast mast.

For every flag that waves so free,
A veteran’s sacrifice was made.
In gratitude, we bend the knee,
To those who faced the cannonade.