RIP SSG Reeves
TAPS
Day is done,
gone the sun,
from the lakes
from the hills from the sky,
all is well, safely rest,
God is near.
Fading light,
Dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky Gleaming bright,
From afar,
Drawing, near,
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 near.