Day 1990 at Arlington
By Susan Winters
I've been there again....
to that beautiful, sad place that is you home now.
Under a small red maple is the stone so like all the others.
The thousands that line the sloping hills
of this your resting place called ARLINGTON.
This stone is different though, because it bears YOUR name, my son,
the name I gave you when you were born,
the name that will be here forever.
drawn to this spot! Like a pilgrimage I make my long trips
know when I'm there!
is the reality!
is a special stone son,
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.