Two Days of Hell.. Gettysburg To Mj. General Geo. E. Pickett

I have stood upon, The hallowed ground Where so many souls had perished, That ugly war between the states Their memories, I will cherish, I have seen the cannons, on the hill Of Seminary Ridge, Those balls of fire, that rained the sky So they could cross the bridge, I've been the place called Devils Den It no longer holds the fire, However, I still hear their cries As if a funeral pyre, Upon the top of Little Round The regiments in place, Told to wait and hold their fire Until they see their face, The smell of sulphur, fills the air Amid the smoke and flame, Of fifty- thousand there that day Forty-three thousand yet remain, General Pickett, led the charge With all those valiant souls, When Pickett's day was over He counted up the tolls, A Century, four decades past Since that famed address, Of my heart, I can only say Mr. Lincoln said it best. " The world, will little note, nor long remember what we say here. But they can never forget, what they did here" - President Abraham Lincoln The Gettysburg Address This is a Tribute to my Great Grandfather Major General George Edward Pickett And to the Men under his Command. Taz