“Let no wanton foot tread rudely on such hallowed grounds. Let pleasant paths invite the coming and going of reverent visitors and fond mourners…If other eyes grow dull and other hands slack, and other hearts cold in the solemn trust, ours shall keep it well...
“Stones stand at stiff attention as sun nears” MILITARY CEMETERY Here stationed without trumpet, without tears Are the unwilling dead. Days walk the rounds Of sentry duty past the ordered mounds. Stones stand at stiff attention as sun nears, Inspects them and departs. On earthen ears The volley from the silent rifle...
