Contributed by MARCIA PHILBRICK.

Armistice Day

How our thoughts turn face
To that day in years now gone
When our boys were fighting grim,
In the desolate Argonne.
Long and wary had the days been
In that slow but sure advance.
As they drove the Germans Backward
From the battlefields of France.
But a whisper passed among them
"We are going to have peace."
They have set the zero hour
When the firing shall cease.
Then the order came "Cease firing,"
Brining quietness so blest,
To the troops who held the front line.
As so sorely needed rest
An in the old French villages
How they laugh and sing and pray
In one place a group of soldiers
Rang the church bell all that day
We rejoiced when it was over.
May war never rage again.
Help us, Lord, to solve our problems
Without the sacrifice of men.

~Josephine Winifred Hammond Crawford

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