In the silent shadows of brave soldiers’ march,
Echoes of valor and the songs of the heart,
Through fields of dreams where memories start,
Their courage a flame in the world’s great arch.

With every step, the ground seems to sing,
Of battles fought and the peace they bring,
Their eyes hold stories of days and nights,
A testament to their unwavering might.

The skies bear witness to their silent cries,
Yet hope remains in their steadfast eyes,
They walk through storms and endless rain,
Bearing the weight of both loss and gain.

In the quiet of dawn, they stand so tall,
Guardians of freedom, answering the call,
Their legacy etched in the sands of time,
A timeless ode to courage, pure and sublime.