Between Sirens
// 1 should die io-night, Let mc give thanks For this my home, Here in this room ulhich I no more may sec, Which holds within the Very heart of me, I've had so much of all that life can give, Of joy and sorrow. Ah! Could I but live To touch once more this howl of shining dclf Which holds the pride of place upon this shelf, Those books I've read and loved, while seated there In thai old. shabby, faded. Worn armchair. Laughter, music, friendship filled this place Which I have held for such a little space, As We count time. These treasures I've held dearPerchance when sirens sound the next "All Clear" I shall not come again. Yet, I have known And given thanks for all the joys of home. —Judith Wright.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23839, 14 December 1940, Page 6 (Supplement)
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136Between Sirens New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVII, Issue 23839, 14 December 1940, Page 6 (Supplement)
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