Classic Poem

Dedicated to The Red Cross Nurses of the World War

Red Cross Nurses who sacrifice self to the " call "
In rare uplift of soul, for a life-work repaid,
" Part and parcel " of God's holy plan, — lest they fall —
Safely guarded by angels, their tribute is made
As an offering laid on His altar — for all.

Truly wonderful are the events of these days,
And to those who take part a broad vision is lent;
They are freed by a love, quite so vast — doth amaze —
From all narrow and selfish home claims, to be sent
On a mission of mercy, which reaches to all.

O the souls that are dead to all brotherly love!
To whose ears come no sound of the agonized cry
Of the wounded, whose life ebbs away, — wafts above,
Ere they move to his aid, if but vainly to try
To send home to a mother, a son who gave all.

Not for them is the joy from the knowledge of good
Done for those young lives, spent so unselfishly now
For the right! Not for them, is the thought, that they could
If they would, march in step with elect, and I trow,
Fly the banners of Faith, Hope, and Love over all!