The Caldron . Besse Banks, 19 You went away at your countrys call— You left your home and dear ones all; You laid your life on Gods own altar, But not a beat did your brave heart falter; You stood erect, your head held high, As if you challenged the fear to die; And in your eyes, the steady gleam. As all your future died like a dream; You marched on to free the world, And see the stars and stripes unfurled; As you said, to each dear friend, Goodbye, A misty tear stood in your eye; But you brushed it aside with manly ways, And tried to speak of brighter days, And said, Dont worry ; it wont be l
The Caldron . Besse Banks, 19 You went away at your countrys call— You left your home and dear ones all; You laid your life on Gods own altar, But not a beat did your brave heart falter; You stood erect, your head held high, As if you challenged the fear to die; And in your eyes, the steady gleam. As all your future died like a dream; You marched on to free the world, And see the stars and stripes unfurled; As you said, to each dear friend, Goodbye, A misty tear stood in your eye; But you brushed it aside with manly ways, And tried to speak of brighter days, And said, Dont worry ; it wont be long,— Cheer up, and bear it with a song, But, as the order came to start. You held us close up to your heart. And breathed your blessing on each one there As you gave to God your first prayer. To guard, and protect those whom you love, And your words went out to Him JOHN O. BANKS Maohia* Gun Squad. Bat. D, 150th F. A. France That was all, and oh God, nowWe call on you to teach us howTo forever see the brighter viewWhich brings us closer to him and you.()h (iod.—my prayer, whereer he , and save him for it l)e thy will, this I ask—To bring him, safely, liome at last. Page Eighty-two
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