Their Gettysburg Address

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Their Gettysburg Address

 

Children play London Bridge up on Cemetery Ridge

Where cannon smoke once washed away the sun,

And their laughter once again, over by the Devil’s Den

Covers up the ghostly echoes of the powder and the gun.

 

And the spirits of the soldiers can’t express

The joy that they feel from the children’s happiness,

So united now they pray, both the blue and the gray

That the Lord keeps sending children to their Gettysburg address.

 

In the Valley of Death, laughing children catch their breath

As their skipping ropes fall gently on the grass,

And that somber countryside, where so many people died

Hopes the footsteps of the children will erase its bloody past. 

 

Despite the brutal violence

All the cries of war are silenced,

As the children’s playful sounds

Float across the battlegrounds.

 

And the spirits of the soldiers can’t express

The joy that they feel from the children’s happiness,

So united now they pray, both the blue and the gray

That the Lord keeps sending children to their Gettysburg address.

 

Yes, the spirits of the soldiers can’t express

The joy that they feel from the children’s happiness,

So united now they pray, both the blue and the gray

That the Lord keeps sending children to their Gettysburg address.

 

p.s. In case you are a member of a Bluegrass, Folk, or Western group (or know someone who is) and might be interested in co-writing, please let me know - dennisgoodwin1947@gmail.com


Submitted: November 14, 2020

© Copyright 2021 Dennis L. Goodwin. All rights reserved.

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