It is hard to place a foot
where a foot has not been placed
It is hard to find a soldier
whose line has not been traced
It is hard to comprehend
when a monument's disgraced
'tis easy to say what might've been
when peril not we've faced

Easy it is to love this place
It's ridges, hills and ground
Easy it is to find a peace
Where cannon did resound
Easy it is to write a line
Where stories do abound
Hard it is to face the west
And leave old Gettystown

A Visitor's Lament