“IN THE RISING of the sun, and in it’s going down, we remember them.
From the moment I wake till I fall asleep, all that I do is remember them.
In the blowing of the wind and the chill of winter, we remember them.
On the frigid days of winter and the moments I breathe the cold air, I warm myself with their embrace and remember them.
In the opening of buds and the rebirth of spring, we remember them.
As the days grow longer and the outside becomes warmer, I am more awake, and I remember them.”
