By: Ardis E. Parshall - May 06, 2014 All This Will Come By Celia Keegan Someday the soil of battlefieldsWill change to waving grain,And mothers feel that tall young sonsHave not been reared in vain. When dark clouds bring a shaking roarObscuring stars or suns,That storm will come from nature’s whimAnd not from man-made guns. Someday the hours will pass in peace,And nights that bring a moonWill stir no fear of sky-dealt death …God gra...
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