When I was younger a found this poem, and copied it out.
I found it now at the American Heritage Library, there are a lot of good poems for Memorial Day there - go and check it out.
The Unknown Soldier
by Billy Rose
There's a graveyard near the White House
Where the Unknown Soldier lies,
And the flowers there are sprinkled
With the tears from mother's eyes.
I stood there not so long ago
With roses for the brave,
And suddenly I heard a voice
Speak from out the grave:
"I am the Unknown Soldier,"
The spirit voice began,
"And I think I have the right
To ask some questions man to man.
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