A mother waits for a ship that will never come in 
Remembering the warmth of her son's wide grin 
A flag is folded into loving hands it will rest 
Honor is priceless even when put to the test 

A child sobs for her father who can't come home 
His soul is above her, into heaven he will roam 
Giving his life, a gift greater than all 
His name is a person; you can touch on a wall 

Entombed in waters silence, a cold metal grave 
Lost are our loved ones, that couldn’t be saved 
Freedom is costly when every life is precious 
As they journey to places, sometimes hazardous 

Remember the lost ones, missing and not found 
A son or a daughter, buried in foreign ground 
Someone still misses them, holding on to hope 
Praying for a miracle so inside they can cope 

I am proud to be born in the land of the free 
Where my family found sanctuary long before me 
With the red white and blue, where eagles crest 
A country of allegiance, where a flag is addressed 

Immigrants find safety on her beloved shores 
This place of dreams that opens many doors 
Please don’t forget why our nation is great 
Soldiers are heroes, not just letters on a nameplate…

"Letters On A Nameplate" displayed with the permission of the author Kie Barr
- Posted Monday, April 19, 2004.

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