"SHE made home happy!" these few words I read Within a churchyard, written on a stone; No name, no date, the simple words alone, Told me the story of the unknown dead. A marble column lifted high its head Close by, inscribed to one the world has known; But ah! that lonely grave with moss o'ergrown Thrilled me far more than his who armies led. "She made home happy!" through the long, sad years, The mother toiled and never stopped to rest, Until they crossed her hands upon her breast, And closed her eyes, no longer dim with tears. The simple record that she left behind Was grander than the soldier's, to my mind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GENERAL PUBLIC by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DESTINY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 4. DIFFERENCE OF OPINION WITH LYGDAMUS by EZRA POUND PATIENCE AND HOPE by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON |