Roses of Memory

Let them be quiet here

Where birds and blossoms be;---

And hail to you, who bring the tears

and the red rose of memory;__

To water and deck each lowly grave

of those who in God’s sight ;__

With loyal hearts their hearts’ blood gave

for the eternal right !!

 

Alike for low and high

the roses a vivid red:__

For valour and honour cannot die,

and they were of these dead;__

The private in his khaki garb,

and the general with his star;__

The Lord God knighted alike that day,

in the blood red front of War.

 

 

Done