Holly Michigan

In the land where memories rest, with solemn grace,

There lies a sanctuary, a hallowed place,

A Soldiers Cemetery, in Holly Michigan's embrace,

Where heroes find eternal repose, a timeless space.

 

Oh, let me take you on a journey profound,

To a sacred ground where honor is found,

Where the whispers of valor echo all around,

And the spirits of the brave forever abound.

 

On this Memorial Day, we gather in respect,

To pay homage to those we'll never forget,

The brave men and women who courageously protect,

The freedoms we cherish, the ideals we connect.

 

Beneath azure skies, with flags unfurled,

Row upon row, a sea of granite and pearl,

Silent sentinels, standing tall in this sacred world,

Their stories are etched in stone, each one unfurls.

 

As we walk through this field, an ocean of green,

We can sense the sacrifice, the valor unseen,

For here lies the essence of the American dream,

In the hearts of those who fought, in battles unforeseen.

 

In every breath of wind that softly sighs,

We hear the laments of loved ones' cries,

The tears shed for heroes who reached the skies,

Their legacy, a beacon that never dies.

 

With hearts heavy but spirits aglow,

We remember their courage, the strength they showed,

Their names may fade, but their stories, we bestow,

In this sacred soil, their bravery will forever flow.

 

So, let us honor those who laid down their lives,

For the cause of justice, for freedom that survives,

In this National Cemetery, where reverence thrives,

We bow our heads, forever grateful, with tear-filled eyes.

Miss you, Dad,