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Life's Heroes
All honor to the noble souls,
  Who battled for the right.
All honor to the heroes brave,
  Who died to win the fight.

Strew flowers on their lowly beds,
  And speak the kindly word;
But remember there are heroes,
  Who bore no gun—no sword.

They never wore a uniform,
  Nor heard the din of war;
Unseen, they fought—and conquered;
  Unseen is every scar.

The crowd ne'er sang their praises,
  But God's angels, looking down,
Raised the glad song of rejoicing,
  And they won a starry crown.

And still the battle wages hot
  Wherever man is found;
Noble souls are struggling, fainting,
  On life's cruel battle ground.

As we leave each soldier's resting place
  With blossoms bright today,
Let us keep in mind the soldiers
  That we meet along the way.

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