Memorial Day

I knew you as a youth
We were all younger then and in our way immortal
I knew the life in your eyes and saw the things that you saw
We grew together and created our own stories and myths
I saw you go into the service as a child and visit as a man
We shared the night before you shipped out
Sitting in the bleachers of our High School
Laughing as children over our tales of adventure
When I saw your name in the paper as MIA
I prayed you'd be found
When you were found, I prayed it was someone else
As I place the flag on your grave again
I realize how much life you've missed, again
And I still miss you


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