Memorial Day Poems

These Memorial Day Poems are for honoring and remembering those who wrote their cheque "payable to their country up to and including my life". Honor and respect for those who have paid that ultimate price for our freedom, our human rights, our choices so that hopefully we never have to. This celebration has derived from different sources but to all of us means as much and means the same.These are free for you to use for non commercial purpose.










Memorial Day Poems

**

These are well publicised and famous poems

God Bless Our Native Land

God bless our native land,
Land of the newly free,
Oh may she ever stand
For truth and liberty.
God bless our native land,
Where sleep our kindred dead,
Let peace at thy command
Above their graves be shed.
God help our native land,
Bring surcease to her strife,
And shower from thy hand
A more abundant life.
God bless our native land,
Her homes and children bless,
Oh may she ever stand
For truth and righteousness.
Frances E. W. Harper

**

Purple Heart

Each Purple Heart shall always be
A part of freedom’s history
Hold deep inside a fervent pride
For all who gave, the brave who died
They showed their best for liberty
They stood for us with certainty
Their wound of war, their Purple Heart
Each dared to care and do their part
Some bore a wound which took their life
While others lived past war’s honed knife
True patriots, they faced their call
To keep our nation strong for all
Deep scars of war are carried by
Those who return, and those who cry
Pray for the brave, their loved ones too
Thank God for heroes - all of you
Roger Robicheau

**

Memorial Day Poems

**

Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed and very dear.

**

Time may help to ease the bitter pain
Of the loss of one held dear;
But only few know how we miss him,
And the loneliness of this year.
I try to be brave and remember
He now is free from all pain;
And at the road’s end, God willing,
We, too, shall meet again.

**

The blow was great, the shock severe,
We little thought his death so near,
Only those that have lost can tell
The sorrow of parting without farewell.

On lands faraway with his comrades dear
In our memory alone we hold him so near
We long to have heard him tell us just once more
That he loved us all like he did before he went to war

This was not to be, as without him we are four
A lucky clover has four he said as he went out the door
What he meant about having to see with our hearts
He knew that maybe we would all have to be apart
Maggiemay

**

We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned,
so as to accept the life that is waiting for us.
Joseph Campbell

**

The White Chariot

During your journey on your final flight home.
White wings will carry you and you will be flown.
To the pearly gates of Heaven, where they will usher you in.
To the feet of your Lord, your Saviour, and your friend.
He will hold you in his arms and the angels will sing.
As another one of His children is delivered by white wings.

**

Go back to homepage from Memorial Day Poems