Meadow's Mourning (new poem)

"Meadow's Mourning"

by Tim Kavi

Overlooking a battlefield's view at sunrise

There was a gentle breeze

surrounding all the sounds 

they had ever made

breathing those sacred movements

there was light seen

made visible in lives lived

through the trees

while our tears fell

We vowed to never forget

our fallen ones

brothers and sisters

lost in the gleaming steam of war

where the Spirit lives

our love for them lingers

in bountiful gratitude

of freedom's flow

there are smiles to the unbounded

that take us in the purchased glow

of the morning's

visits to the memories

of pleasant companions

of all meaning

remembrances in our mournings of sorrow. 

AFTERWORD: A poem in appreciation of those who serve and served, on Veteran's Day. In remembrances of the wounded and those serving, and how we all recall those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice. (This includes my great uncle Frank, whose plane went down in the English Channel during The Battle of Britain. He was a volunteer American Air Force pilot). ~~TK