May Each Glasco Boy Return
its beams the meadow's crest,
With its various rays of colored light,
Before it sinks to rest,
And the moon comes up in glory
With its softer rays of light,
Telling us the day is done, soon comes
the hush of night.
Adown the lane a maiden and manly
Says he, "This war is calling me but
banish all your fear
For I'll return, dear heart of mine,
When this great war is past;
I'll come to claim your heart and
We'll claim life's joys at last.
A fond adieu I bid you for my regi-
ment must start
Tomorrow morn at sunrise so good
by, dear faithful heart,
For my country now I leave you, am
thankful that I can;
Our country needs each willing heart,
each able-bodied man."
O heavenly Father, well we know
That many a loving heart,
In saddest grief must realize they
must forever part.
Some may not see their native land,
And some sad hearts must yearn,
But heavenly Father, grant this
"May each Glasco boy return."
__Nettie Squire Sutton.
A Book of Poems
Nettie Squire Sutton
(Minneapolis, KS: Messenger Press. n.d.)