Remember, by Lydia Grigg
One, two, three steps across the border.
They see familiar soils, familiar water.
They’re home they’re safe and yet their minds still suffer.
Yes, bruises fade but memories can’t recover.
It’s easy to forget the life that’s been lost if it hasn’t affected us.
It’s hard to look at and read the name in stone, knowing they didn’t return home.
But today we remember you
And always, we remember you.
They were told that they’d be home before the leaves fall,
Then autumn passed, then weeks, then months, then years formed.
The countless days they were away they did not know.
If they would die, survive, return and be alone.
It’s easy to forget the life that’s been lost if it hasn’t affected us.
It’s hard to look at and read the name in stone, knowing they didn’t return home.
But today we remember you
And always, we remember you.
We are free because of you
We all believe because of you
And I want to thank you, thank you
Now we can all be individual and be who we want to, because of you.
(We remember you, we remember you)
But today we remember you
And always, we remember you.