Dressed Blues

Standing silent, motionless,
Dressed in Blue,
I stand at attention, my salute crisp, as I snap to

I stand rigid
A statue of respectful pride
In memory of this young soldier
Who has died

Suddenly I shiver; my body starts to sway
As the mournful song
Of taps begins to play

Standing alone, unbendable, and tall
Only then in silence do I allow
My farewell Salute to fall

I struggle to erase this moment
That I am forced to see
Forever my darkest night
These hours will always be

For this man was like no other
Because this fallen Soldier
Is Joey, my Brother