They walked the path of courage and strength
They pushed there bodies to there greatest length

They went into the trenches down below
They have seen a gunshot strike a great blow

They have seen many soldiers die
which brought a tear to my own eye

I wish there could be peace among the soldiers
fighting in the war at least

a thought comes to mind if i where to go back in time
To when soldiers fought hurt and killed each other
when there just like there blood brothers;

they have seen the crosses row on row
where in flanders field the poppies grow

they visit there freinds gravesites to reminace
about the days and nights

these soldieers where very young
when they first shot out of a gun

as the soldiers layed in there bed
loud noisies from planes flew over there head

memories of a long dark past
flow through my mind of people that have passed

these soldiers are getting old
They still have a heart of pure gold

We thanks for those who fought
owe them a whole lot