Something for the weekend. The mournful tones of Taps, the song written by Union general Daniel Butterfield, first sounded at the conclusion of the Seven Days on July 1, 1862. It is a fitting memorial to the Americans, wearing blue or gray, who died in those seven days 150 years ago.
Day is done, gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky
All is well, safely rest
God is nigh.
Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky,gleaming bright
From afar, drawing near
Falls the night.
Thanks and praise for our days
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky
As we go, this we know
God is nigh.
Donald R. McClarey
Paul Zummo
