Three men at the Tomb

                Three men at the Tomb                             

                                 by W A Adams

Three men at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier
My Father, My brother and me
At the post, day or night
For all eternity

 Building the Tomb was my father
Who taught us to face the storm
And turn it aside if we could
If not, To keep others from harm

 In the Tomb is my brother
Who went to take my place
I hear his heart beating still
Though I cannot see his face

 In front of the Tomb is a pathway
I walk every day and each night
Behind,  thousands who came before
Ahead, those not yet in my sight.

 I do not stop for the rain
It is only my father’s tears
I do not stop for the snow
It is only the long empty years

 That my brother might have lived and sang
Of the joy that was in his soul
But he is in his tomb, and I’m on this path
That the world may see and know

 That he  never will be forgotten
Through the rain, the snow, or the years
So long as brother loves brother
So long as fathers have tears.

About thelastminstrel

Carpenter, very minor poet and writer, history buff, frustrated prospector, singer, guitar player [I'm still trying to convince the guitar that I'm not going to hurt it] the most eclectic reader I know, second born of four brothers, father of two sons,-------

Posted on May 13, 2013, in Rymes and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. You wrote that? It’s incredibly moving. I am shocked this is the first comment on this one. Maybe it moves me because my husband has guarded that Tomb, or perhaps it’s because my dad is retired Navy, or that my Grandpa was retired Navy (WWII to Korea). Maybe it touches me so deeply because my big brother was in the Air Force, and he is now no longer with us, but he will never be forgotten so long as I’m on my path and say his name so my children will know and remember…always.


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