As for man his days are as grass. As a flower of the field, as he flourisheth.
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. Psalm 103: 15-16
The flower will fall and day decline,
The man deteriorate as tree or vine,
He enjoyed brightness and beauty
but his was love and duty
When a lad he realized his country's need
Danger and bullets he paid no heed.
He loved his comrades well
Oft afterward met and the stories tell,
Of skirmish and encounters had,
some pathetic, scary, and bad.
He, honored, esteemed, sent where laws are made
cared not for empty honor in shade,
Voiced in great plan for Native State
For future Welfare before too late.
Carried -- was won: Prohibition:
True and honest his convictions.
He lived, then he calmly passed away
To join the army of
"Old Brothers in Gray."
Great Command, Forward March: Right:
Onward where there is no night.
Admiration in life for flag and flower,
Lovingly recalled in the last sad hour.
Mortal body lies 'neath a mound,
The sleeping soul awaits the sound,
Awake! Arise receive thy reward
Thus I am the Lord.
Mrs. D.G. Robertson
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