Fort Sam Houston

This is a poem I wrote my senior year of high school while visiting my dad who was stationed at Ft. Sam Houston in San Antonio, TX.  The poem was published in “A Celebration of Young Poets” (2004).

The Graves at Fort Sam Houston

Rows of white grave markers
Instrumental to the fight
Time’s greatest marching band
Playing strong on the final night

There rings a perfect harmony
With spirit, mind, and soul
A song of brave commitment
A story left untold

The bugle sounds at daybreak
A messenger at the door
The battle rages on
But her husband is no more

The world continues spinning
People live and people die
But in the graves at Fort Sam Houston
Too many heroes lie


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