OUR HEROES (Written for, and sung at G. A. R. Memorial Celebration.)
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What fitter tribute could we bring, Our Father and our God, Than spring-time flowers with fragrance sweet, To deck our heroes’ sod! With magic word each open’ng flower Proclaims, that all must die, And dew drops glisten in each bud, Like tear drops in the eye. O, noble patriots! naught of ours, Is meet for you, our braves, But rarest gifts of God we bring, And cast them on your graves. And He who clothes the tender grass, And decks the lily fair; Will twine for you immortal flowers, With His abiding care.