Gary Jacobson


Gary Jacobson: Gone To Higher GroundOh those silent whitened crosses
Heroic symbol of a nation’s greatest losses
Holding vanquished spirits of warriors slain
Laid low to saddened trumpets refrain
Flowers of youth planted there moldering
Beloved tearing
In hallowed dust crumbling…

But they are not there. No, not at all…
Good troopers one and all
Our brightest and best arose from that grassy mound
Again they answered the greater call –
Gone to higher ground!