Show K K tk 4 I 1 to the devoted dead 4 1 A memorial day poem S sl 0 BOND a golden edge edee t M 11 T 9 r the A are sapphire drifted yssay I 1 argott eq y I 1 acar aprils showery WH aw pearls away but leave their rain y fc bow tints su sur r i fe i S aw P passco aj j it ik on neld field and woul wold the th i IM flowers of may 2 departing may that in tier her arms these infant blossoms of glicr ter charms the dafun deu iest si gathers and tier her last Va farewell rewell bestowing bestow comes to cast them on the mound of memory with n r tint step arid anil roll of dr drums W woisil isit spectral host hom la is ihli that cornea comes between the gates that guard the dead haste they to seek the willing bed impatient Is the grizzled bead of pillow say not so while yet their winter basseth slow here blooms perennial their spring and here the pledge ot of hope they bring and Love that dieth not bestow where once their heart ot of youth was wa fain aln its rich florescence white and red upon tho the field of 0 strife to shed 1 molded the petals that remain the morning glories ot of their youth that drooped not in the ahe midday drought have hae shut on peace as to a stem stripped bare the banners clingon clin them MI all hath the beauty vanish edvain vain their glory to invoke again about the feet beet ot of these that tand stand beside the headstone hand in hand who once were foes their children kneel and break the close emerald sea seal to lot the sweet rain find fand the roots of grass and flower i and the shoots or of rose and myrtli myrtle bid to grow that oer the dust dat in love entwined shall breathe upon the summer wind sweet Sv eel from roni the mold they bless below ah let the hie banners toino come and go for old remembrance lip dip them low above the dead that dared and died god who are justified about ills work lie he loveth slow the roses fall the roses blow lie he will not hasten tho w we flood the earth with our impatient blood nor that avail of all we shed to paint one rose a deeper red nor heeds the rose it if of the clay beneath the tint be blue or gray nor love while human itle to err be truths hard interpreter plant nothing over me th that a it keeps my heart apart from him t that hat sleeps As faithful in hla his narrow bed As I 1 in mine shall I 1 with the dead the dead are reconciled nor we dare break their hallowed amity plant then the myrtle blue and white its flower as southern suns delight to deep its tint or northera Nor sno snows s to blanch its color plant tho the rose both chita and red re breand and for or the stars stairs the periwinkle fade ada the tars bars 0 separation stripes as rod ro d i As aa the one blood their fathers shed lne bring brine ye and bind tho the peace that saves in unity these sacred graves brayes i the flag their sacred heritage their childrens children a shall hall engage their sponsors in a new baptism for them to cherish let that chrism on their dead brows descend ana and bless blesa the ancient bond ot of faithfulness with its renewal so BO shall wo we march onward to great destiny nor one untoward onard memory stand between us ua in the motherland john harrlson harrison mills in the sunday N 02 |