Show memorial day she saw the bayonets flashing in the sun the flags that proudly waved she heard the bugles calling she saw the tattered banners falling about the broken staffs one by one the remnant ot the mighty army passed and at the last flowers for the graves ol 01 those whose fight was done she heard the tramping of ten thousand teet As the long line swept round the crowded square she beard the incessant hum that filled the warm with blossom cent ed air the shrilling fife the roll and throb ot drum the happy laugh the cheer oh glorious and meet to honor thus the dead who chose the better part and for their country bled the dead great godi she stood there in the street living yet dead in soul and mind and heart while tar away his grae was decked with flowers by strangers hands to day richard watson gilder |