As I pass by mourn not
but render me a smile.
Feel pride in your heart
stand a little taller.
Mourn not for me
just because I am gone.
Let not your tears
be those of sorrow.
As I pass by salute.
Salute not only me
but the flag as well.
I fought so hard for.
Hold dearly and tightly
to those ideals.
Without regret or remorse
I defended.
Then listen
with love in your heart.
To the song of the 'pipes
that escort me with dignity home.
06May03
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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