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On The Hill:
Arlington Cemetery - 1993 By Susan Winters |
| If
I were blind, I could still find you here,
here at your home on the hill, My long walk of one thousand tears I make with a very heavy heart. Down Eisenhower, past McCleallan with it's Civil War Arch. Past
York to that familar black sign.
How
sad I am, as I sit with you
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| Written
in loving memory of Sergeant Franklin Dennis Winters
by his mother.
May we never forget the sacrifices made by our military forces, whether in be in war or in peace. |