Ode To Major Robert LewisFrom Captain to Major Bob Was earned for his bravery And the kindness shown his men. But alas! when came the parting, The misty tear drops came That trickled down the cheeks Of the boys of Ammunition Train. When Major Lewis was transferred Then came the sad goodbys; All promised to meet again Somewhere, live or die. The meeting was in bleeding France, Beneath a foreign sky; The tender joys that were expressed Money can not buy. At the first call of his country, While yet in his 'teens, Major Lewis carried a musket In the far-off Philippines, Full of vim and laughter, He came marching home as sergeant Bob has never faced a back flag Nor had his heels in water. The burning hearts of friendship beat For all tried and true good men. Major Lewis wears the plume Of an American pure and firm. When he returned with the boys, The gates were all outswung, And every promise made, He faithfully fulfilled. The Plains Poems in Kansas
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