Today is a day for Little Pup to treasure.

Its importance goes beyond all other measure.

To remember those lost this Memorial Day.

Mom and Little Brushwood would go somewhere to pray,

They didn’t go too far to join in with the crowd,

With that many people, it wasn’t even loud.

Mom sprawled out a small blanket for her little pup,

So he sat on it while Mom remained standing up.

Quietly a man came to speak to the people,

As Mom looked up towards the church and its tall steeple.

It felt so good to pause and remember this day,

‘Cuz our hearts feel better when we gather to pray.