The uniform isn't just a cloth
To those with some time
The ribbons show experiences
Life's better and bad times
The hash marks that climb
Memories of years gone by
The rank knows leadership
From a private to general
The uniform fits different
But then it is not alone
The decorations depicted
Command earned respect
The cloth does not make
The man who bears it
But when a man sheds it
He feels loss, all do
And the saying holds true
Old soldiers never die
They just fade away...