In Eternal salute and appreciation to William Guarnere for his service to his country. May he rest in peace.
THE SOLDIER’S GRAVE
Breathe not a whisper here;
The place where thou dost stand is hallowed ground;
In silence gather near this upheaved mound –
Around the soldier’s bier.
Here Liberty may weep,
And Freedom pause in her unchecked career,
To pay tribute of a tea
O’er the pale warrior’s sleep.
That arm now cold in death,
But late on glory’s field triumphant bore
Our country’s flag; that marble brow once bore
The victor’s fadeless wreath.
Rest soldier, sweetly rest;
Affection’s gentle hand shall deck thy tomb
With flowers and chaplets of unfading bloom
Be laid upon thy breast.
~ Author Unknown