We Remember Them

We Remember Them

In the rising of the sun and in its going down,
 We remember them;

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
 We remember them;

In the opening of the buds and in the warmth of summer,
We remember them;

In the rustling of leaves and the beauty of autumn,
We remember them;

In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
We remember them;

When we are weary and in need of strength,
We remember them;

When we are lost and sick of heart,
We remember them;

When we have joys we yearn to share,
We remember them;

So long as we live, they too shall live, 
For they are now a part of us, as 
We remember them.

— From Gates of Prayer