Taps always makes me recall the sacrifice made by our military over the years. I remember my uncle telling of the loss of so many in WW I. WW II is in my memory as I saw the newsreels and listened to the conversation about the war. I remember the day the sirens announced the end of that war and the tears streaming down the face of a man working construction near my home. I asked why the sirens and tears and he said "it means the soldiers will come home."
I remember the sacrifice of so many of the troops. I think of the lives interrupted, separation from family and friends, potential futures gone as they gave their lives that we might remain safe and free at home. May these brave souls rest with God.
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, 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 nigh, 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.
Sun has set, shadows come,
Time has fled, Scouts must go to their beds
Always true to the promise that they made.
While the light fades from sight,
And the stars gleaming rays softly send,
To thy hands we our souls, Lord, commend.