Memorial Day in the United States was started after the Civil War. It was first called decoration day. To lay decorations on the graves of the fall and soldiers. I've written this poem for Memorial Day. They stand in line. They stepped forward to stand in line, young men and women in their prime. So near who suffered and died for us all, so our nation could stand tall. And if we thrive in times past then, we owe a debt to honor them. And praise the peace that was their gift to them and God, our eyes uplift. For they stand in line at heaven's gate. Their heads held high and backs held straight, the ones God called before their time. In dress uniform, they stand in line. Each one apply an example of health like the photographs. On a loved one's shelf and we their spirit carry on their stewards of the seeds. They've sell. We come in sunshine and in rain to show they didn't die in vain. To honor as a part of ourselves, those names and pictures. On our shelves. We lift them up to fallen down and dedicate this holy ground. Knowing some day we who remain will rejoin our heroes, once again.