Day is done, gone the sun, From the lake, from the hills, From the sky. All is well, safely rest, God is nigh. Fading light, dims the sight, And a star gems the sky, Gleaming bright. From afar, drawing nigh, Falls the night.
ScoutBuffalo Saturday, April 10, 1999 The information presented here is not an official document of the Boy Scouts of America, but is solely the work and responsibility of the homepage maintainer. Contact your local Council office for official communications of the BSA.
ScoutBuffalo Saturday, April 10, 1999
The information presented here is not an official document of the Boy Scouts of America, but is solely the work and responsibility of the homepage maintainer. Contact your local Council office for official communications of the BSA.
