Ala Perdida
Sentiments of the
warrior flock
flood the valley’s floor
fallen but never
forgotten
swords stilled and
standing at cross
Taps sounds final notes
streaming pass the
silent troops
marked with rows and
lines
of etched verse
Loyalty and Honor
a solemn salute to the code
God – Country – Corps
Each soul a feather of an
angel’s wing
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