THEY BURIED HER AS A SOLDIER
They buried her there as a soldier,
This frail, tender woman
Who loved the French.
A hero's coffin will hold her,
So they laid her to rest
Near a front-line trench.
They carried her there as a soldier,
This brave, fearless woman
Who served the French.
She had no rifle to shoulder,
But the cares of the men
From the front-line trench.
They wept for her there as a soldier,
This shell-stricken woman
Who cheered the French.
She banished the horrors they told her
By her smile for the men
From the front-line trench.
They thought of her there as a soldier,
This bright, bouyant woman
Who charmed the French.
The colors of France will enfold her,
The flag of her boys
In the front-line trench.
They honored her there as a soldier,
America's woman
Slain with the French.
Her death made every heart bolder
To save those back of
The front-line trench.
---H. W. FARRINGTON 1922
