A jewel in the crown at the edge of town
Where stripes and stars ever soar;
A place preserved for those who served—
The casualties of war.
Parkway arboreal, umbral memorial—
Just one week away;
Hoist to the heavens, a trine of elevens—
Hour, month, and day.
The colors fly against the sky,
Reach your goal: the celestial pole—
And claim sweet Victory!