America’s White Crosses
By Dave Thompson, Kenai
Have you ever walked the row on rows
Of Billys and Johnnys and Jacks and Joes
Where our nations heroes are laid to rest
In national monuments East to West
Under America’s White Crosses
Those pure white crosses, of glory divine
Reflect all hope of yours and mine.
The price they paid, lets never forget
Their devotion to Freedom, our country’s debt
Under America’s White Crosses
The countless names on honor rolls
The Wall, the plaques, the endless toll
True patriots all, they gave us lease
Engaged in war to bring world peace
Under America’s White Crosses
They gave us their all, though not in vain
Within our hearts we feel their pain
We’ll never know just how they died
For duty, honor and country pride
Under America’s White Crosses
Many of husbands, fathers, and sons
Fill unknown graves in Arlington
Their heroic lives were snatched away
By bullets and bombs and shrapnel spray
Under America’s White Crosses
Stand upright, listen, the caisson arrives
With flag draped coffin and tear filled eyes
Another young soldier, we’ll lay to rest
One of our own, our nation’s best
Under America’s White Crosses
Honor Guards ready their rifles to shoot
Silence is broken, a twenty one gun salute
A bugler plays taps, a sad consolation
For those that have died defending this nation
Under America’s White Crosses
