Any Woman to a Soldier
by Grace Ellery Channing
The day you march away let the sun shine,
Let everything be blue and gold and fair,
Triumph of trumpets calling through bright air,
Flags slanting, flowers flaunting not a sign
That the unbearable is now to bear,
The day you march away.
The day you march away this I have sworn,
No matter what comes after, that shall be
Hid secretly between my soul and me
As women hide the unborn
You shall see brows like banners, lips that frame
Smiles, for the pride those lips have in your name.
You shall see soldiers in my eyes that day
That day, O soldier, when you march away.
The day you march away cannot I guess?
There will be ranks and ranks, all leading on
To one white face, and then the white face gone,
And nothing left but a gray emptiness
Blurred moving masses, faceless, featureless
The day you march away.
by Grace Ellery Channing
Dear Readers:
There is an amazing website of streaming music - "The Vietnam Era". I noted that it does not work on all browsers, but the IE browser allows it to stream and the variety of music is amazing!
What a great memory of our past and also, of the sacrifices made by all our vetrans during the Vietnam War.
BeeSting
