A Soldier's Fortune

They left us with a fortune,

We spend it here and there.

It's a fortune we can't buy,

But it's something we can share.

They were more than just good soldiers,

Who answered their last call.

They were the type of soldiers,

Who wouldn't let us fall.

Soldiers of this kind,

How could we replace.

Deep within our hearts,

We hold an empty space.

We thought for fame and fortune,

You had to be a star.

These soldiers taught us all,

It's really who we are.

One day they went with angels,

To their homes above.

Their fortune wasn't money,

They left us all their love.

by  Irving E. Rice

©  2006