Blades of Grass and Pure White Stones

Words and Music by Philip Naish, Orrin Hatch and Lowell Alexander

Blades of grass and pure white stones

Shelter those who’ve come and gone.

Just below the emerald sod

Are boys who reached the arms of God.

Buried here with dignity

Endless rows for all to see,

Freedom’s seeds in sorrow sown,

‘Neath blades of grass and pure white stones.

Blades of grass and pure white stones

Cover those who left their homes

To rest in fields here, side by side,

Lest we forget their sacrifice.

Buried here with dignity

Endless rows for all to see,

Freedom’s seeds in sorrow sown,

‘Neath blades of grass and pure white stones.

Rupert Brooke, The Soldier 

Rupert Brooke, like many of the war poets, gave his life during the conflict.  He died on the 23rd April 1915 at Gallipoli, age 27.  This poem, The Soldier