With my love, I shall not speak nor mourn,
For good men have died, shed mortal coil for you.
All sorrows done, streaming tears are born
With my love, I shall not speak nor mourn.
Each brave soul, a loved one, left forlorn,
For on field of war, they bled red, white, and blue
With my love, I shall not speak nor mourn,
For good men have died, shed mortal coil for you.
Anthony Joseph Erangey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-for-you-24/
