Oh, that young lad!
If I could once more hear him call me “Dad.”
He gave up everything he had.
Oh, how I miss my son –
My son who rests in Arlington.
He loved life, played games, had fun
His life adventure had only just begun.
All his plans now totally undone
For now he rests in Arlington.
Part of the 600 who took down Hussein
Mission accomplished, their goal to attain.
Ordered to another front to execute an action plan,
My only son gave his life in Afghanistan.
A white cross bears his name
Attesting to what he became
A soldier, a veteran – task well done, my son!
Now he rests in Arlington.
A marker, a flag, a Christmas wreath
Mark the place where he rests beneath
In the silent company of his comrades
Sadly missed by so many moms and dads.
They who once stood brave and tall
Today we sadly mourn for them all
Those in countless cemeteries embraced by the setting sun
And for all those who rest in Arlington.
Wreaths mark the graves of all who served,
So loved, cherished and remembered.
In loving memory of an Aiken Soldier SFC Anthony Venetz, Jr.
US Army Memorial Day 2019
10-28-1980 / 01-26-2011
(In honoring one veteran,we honor them all.)
Aiken's poet laureate