REMEMBER.
Yon bade me go, my country, and I went With cheerful eagerness to faco your foes. You cheered me on; and do yo now repent, Because I ask a crust toward life's close ? You took my youth and hurled it at the foo, And prayed for victory with soul athrill; You watched with anxious hearts the ebb and flow Of bloody war—and shuddered at the bill. You cheered mo when, all crippled, I came back, A war memento on my breast you pinned, You spake mo kindly . » * for awhile. Alack! You soon forgot how fierce the battle dinned. Yon had my life, my country. All the gold Of youth and manhood—all for thee I gave; And do yo now repent because I'm old, My need —a crust, my hope—a soldier's grave'! —(Copied.) From Milly Williams, Richmond St., Thames
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21165, 23 April 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)
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139REMEMBER. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXIX, Issue 21165, 23 April 1932, Page 4 (Supplement)
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