the lone piper stands, he stands by the sea,
playing his song, the sorrows of melody,
as the notes ring out, the air gives a chill,
as the lone piper plays, away on the hill,
tears are shed,  we put them to rest,
the heroes that died, the ones who did their best,
the flag is folded, its passed right along,
while the piper still stands, playing his song,
but the heroes will be remembered, both by you and me
for giving their lives, so others could be free.

Sgt. David Hill / 2005
(I am a soldier that served in Iraq from Jan 04-March 05 and I wrote this for my fallen comrades when I came home. )

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