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In Flanders Field
To-day in the field called “Flanders” And the land that is named “No-Man’s” Lie buried a host of treasures; Lie buried a score of plans. They sleep, for the warfare is ended Those soldiers we love and know. And the … Continue reading
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Sleep On
Sleep on! O soldier son, beneath Thy narrow plot of land, Although thy work is not yet done, We mothers understand. Thy soul is calling from the womb Of earth, who sought to give A resting place to you and … Continue reading
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My Tryst
My Tryst You may be gay with a heart rejoicing; But I am gay with a heart grown sad. You keep your tryst with a world’s thanksgiving But I keep tryst with a little lad. To you, it may seem … Continue reading
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March of Time
Let not the March of Time forget The serried ranks of those Who paid in drops of blood and sweat; To them we owe a life-long debt The years can never close. Let not this day pass on as lost, … Continue reading
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Finding Life
I sent my son in all his youth To climb the girdled peaks of fame; To seek of life, the way, the truth; And there to write his name. He went from me with smiling eyes, He marched to war … Continue reading
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Retrospect
It seems to me but yesteryear I watched him fly a kite, so high It cleared the trees, to soar into A sky of blue-, its course so true I marveled at the deep infinity. Tho’ swiftly pass the years, … Continue reading
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He Liveth Yet in Me (written in memory of Sgt. Richard Elliott, killed in action in Italy,1945)
His life was young; his years too few; And yet his eyes saw much of age As in a war-filled year or two, He wrote his name on history’s page. But still for those who loved him most He would … Continue reading
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At Easter
Our mothers’ gave, our fathers’ gave Our sisters and our wives, Our sweethearts too smiled us good-bye, Bravely, with tear stung eyes. Now we have risen from our graves, We men, you thought were dead; How could we sleep with … Continue reading
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