The evening moon shinning high, <br />Cast its' light on the dead that lay, <br />Out over the fields and woods nearby, <br />Some in blue and some in gray. <br /> <br />Old and young, the weak and strong, <br />Marched with courage into the fray, <br />And fought the battle for right or wrong. <br />Some in blue and some in gray. <br /> <br />Now heavenly rewards the dead will reap, <br />For the price they had to pay, <br />Now strangers lie in peaceful sleep, <br />Some in blue and some in gray. <br /> <br />As the light of the moon fades over the brave, <br />Giving rise to the morn of a new born day, <br />We buried the dead in a common grave, <br />Some in blue and some in gray. <br /> <br />The battle today is over and through, <br />But others are dying in fields far away, <br />For a cause each side thought to be true <br />Some in blue and some in gray.<br /><br />Richard Netherland Cook<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/some-in-blue-and-some-in-gray/