To the memory of silent footsteps that beside us once
did fall
We pause but for a moment and in reverence do reacall
For the hand that held the leash they served our
country well
Therefore we who do remain will their stories ever
tell
Some did come home strong with us tails held high
While others left empty collars and in foreign soil
they silently lie
They are forever our guardian angels clad in soft and
colored fur
As present now in our hearts as they ever and always were
(Christopher Dion)
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