MEMORIAL DAY

 

MEMORIAL DAY - A POEM

By  Emma A. Lent 

A day of tender memory, 
A day of sacred hours, 
Of little bands of marching men, 
Of drums and flags and flowers.

A day when a great nation halts 

Its mighty, throbbing pace, 

It pays its meed of gratitude 

And love with willing grace.  

A day when battles are retold, 

And eulogies are said, 

When dirges sound and chaplains read 

The office for the dead. 

A day when fairest, sweetest blooms 

Are laid upon each grave,

And wreaths are hung on monuments, 

And banners, half-mast wave.

A day to keep from year to year 

In memory of the dead; 

Let music sound, and flowers be laid 

Upon each resting-bed.  

MATERIAL FOR AUDITORIUM AND OTHER MEMORIAL DAY PROGRAMS 

References:

1. The Grade Teacher May 1931

2.4 NOV1914 MEMORIAL DAY May Thirtieth 1914