Mean ol’ Miz Roberts, in seventh grade, made us all memorize this poem. I still know it by heart.
Thank you, Miz Roberts.
This poem refers to World War One soldiers, killed and buried overseas. Their families had no body to bury. They gave their lives so our children won’t have to give theirs. The war to end all wars. The Big War. The one Colonel Potter fought before he fought World War Two and Korea.
Sadly, there were and will be bigger wars. However, I also fear that Einstein was correct when he said, “I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.”
And then it will no doubt start up all over again.
Let us hope not.
Whatever your opinion of the military might be, please remember that because of them, you are free to hold that opinion, and make it public.
Thank you, veterans.