The morning is quiet. The lawn holds the dew.
The flag at the corner is red, white, and blue.
You step outside early, your coffee in hand,
As Tampa Bay wakes to the light of the land.
But today is not usual. Today we recall
The ones who stood up so the rest wouldn't fall.
They gave what they had – not a loan, not a lease –
They gave it completely, so you could have peace.
The home that you own, the street that you know,
The neighborhood quiet, the long evening's glow –
None of it happened by chance or by fate.
Someone stood forward and carried the weight.
So walk through your home today with new eyes –
The roof and the walls beneath Tampa Bay skies.
What you've built here matters. What they built matters more.
It's the reason you're standing inside your own door.
From us to your doorstep, with gratitude deep –
We honor the ones whose memory we keep.
Happy Memorial Day, neighbor, may peace always dwell,
In the home that you love and the stories you tell.