Reunion

Manawatu Times, Volume 70, Issue 266, 10 November 1945, Page 4

Reunion

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I am content to walk again the old, yet strangely unfamiliar ways Of Civvy Street Once more. Safe in my sheltered round, I merge among The jostling crowd who pass with dull, unseeing eyes upon their way, Preoccupied, aloof; concerned with but the trivial problems of their Little day. Why, then, this strange unrest that comes to me, When on this night I clasp the hand of comrade, hear again The old, familiar jest, the language that I know. Why do I feel this odd, nostalgic pain, 0 This longing to be free, To know again the swift, uncertain tempo of that other lifo Lived dangerously*