Remembering the fun we've had,
The times we shared and places gone.
Even now I see your face upon the lawn,
Where we once traded rings,
Oh sad That I may be,
I would not have given Up those moments once so true.
I treasure in my secret spot, the you.

I had and still have in my heart,
Driven By moments that ne'er will be faced,
By others who didn't know you,
Or those who couldn't show you,
Shall never, ever be replaced.

There are so many people here, who wish the pain to end.
Why not reach out a hand to them, to listen, be a friend...
The Wall can bridge the largest gap, it made our nation one.
We thank the nurses one and all, and every soldier, son...

Whose names we see forever etched, upon the granite stone.
Though painful make us realize, that we are not alone...
The sacrifice, that you all made, that bring us to this shrine.
Bring all those closer, left behind, perhaps the grand design...

To help the friends and family, to understand the call.
That took your names from off lifes list, and place it on this Wall...
You fought a war, unpopular, in Nam so far away.
And now you've found the greatest peace, as we stand here and pray...

Beyond the Wall we hope to find, the reason for it all.
Why you with pride went far away, to answer duty's call...
Perhaps the flag that others burn, became your symbol proud.
Why you gave life, proclaim your love, of country, very loud...

So rest in peace, my Warrior, my nurse and doctor too.
And rest assured forever more, we'll all remember you...
The Wall means much to everyone, these names on granite cast.
To keep your memories alive, as long as time will last...

So look upon the granite face, and touch the names with pride.
For all their spirits linger there, beyond the Wall, inside...

They left their friends and family;
They gave up normal life;
To serve their country and their God,
They plowed into the strife.

They fought for freedom and for peace
On strange and foreign shores;
Some lost new friends; some lost their lives
In long and brutal wars.

Other veterans answered a call
To support the ones who fought;
Their country had requirements for
The essential skills they brought.

We salute each and every one of them,
The noble and the brave,
The ones still with us here today,
And those who rest in a grave.

( 2nd Verse )
On the shore dimly seen,
through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host,
in dread silence reposes.
What is that which the breeze,
o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows,
now conceals, now discloses...
Now it catches the gleam,
of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected,
now shines on the stream.
'Tis the star-spangled banner,
O long may it wave.
O'er the land of the free,
and the home of the brave..!

( 2nd Verse )
O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
Whose stern impassioned stress.
A thoroughfare of freedom beat,
Across the wilderness.
America! America!
God mend thine every flaw.
Confirm thy soul,
in self-control,
Thy liberty in law..!

( 3rd Verse )
O beautiful for heroes proved,
In liberating strife.
Who more than self,
their country loved,
And mercy more than life..!
America! America!
May God thy gold refine,
Till all success be nobleness,
And every gain divine..!

( 4th Verse )
O beautiful for patriot dream,
That sees beyond the years.
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears..!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee.
And crown thy good,
with brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea..!

( 5th Verse )
O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain.
For purple mountain majesties,
Above the enameled plain..!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee.
Till souls wax fair,
as earth and air,
And music-hearted sea..!

( 6th Verse )
O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose stem impassioned stress.
A thoroughfare for freedom beat,
Across the wilderness.
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee.
Till paths be wrought,
through wilds of thought,
By pilgrim foot and knee..!

( 17th Verse )
O beautiful for glory-tale,
Of liberating strife.
When once and twice,
for man's avail,
Men lavished precious life..!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee.
Till selfish gain,
no longer stain,
The banner of the free..!

My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love.
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills,
My heart with rapture fills,
Like that above...

( 2nd Verse )
Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees,
Sweet freedom's song.
Let mortal tongues awake,
Let all that breathe partake,
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

0911 TRIBUTE SITE
http://www.amarillopinklink.com/911tribute.html

PATRIOTIC MUSIC LINKS
http://www.sunniebunniezz.com/holiday/patrioticmusic.htm

MEMORIAL DAY GREETING CARDS
http://www.freewebcard.com/cards/veterans/

God, lift the hearts of those for whom this holiday is not just diversion, but painful memory and continued deprivation. Bless those whose dear ones have died needlessly, wastefully, as it seems, in accident or misadventure. We remember with compassion those who have died serving their countries in the futility of combat. There is none of us but must come to bereavement and separation, when all the answers we are offered fail the question death asks of each of us. We believe that you will provide for us as others have been provided with the fulfillment of