The guns were silent, and the silent hills
had bowed their grasses to a gentle breeze
I gazed upon the vales and on the rills,
And whispered, “What of these?’ and “What of these?

Read the rest of the poem here http://allpoetry.com/poem/8521019-The-Last-To-Leave-by-Leon-Gellert

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