SOMEBODY'S DARLING.

Te Aroha News, Volume IV, Issue 205, 28 May 1887, Page 3

SOMEBODY'S DARLING.

Into a ward of whitewashed halls, Where the dead and dying lay, Wounded by bayonets, shells, and bulls, Somebody's darling was home one day — Somebody's darling, so young and so brave, Weoring yet on his pale, sweet face, Soon to be hid by the dust of the grave, . The lingering light of hia boyhood's face. Matted and damp are the curls of gold, Kissing the miow of that fair youngbrow ; Pale are the lips of a delicate mould — Soinebed\^ dailing is dying now. Biick iiom his beautiful blue-veined biow, Bins]] .'ll the wandering wmes of gohl; Cross his hamN on his bosom now, Somebody's dailing is still and cold. Kiss him on< c morn for somebody's sake, Munnnr ;i pv.wr f« <i*t and low ; One biigjii <'"p horn its fair mates take, They\\tn. -".nrluxh 's pride, you know; Somebody 1 .-; hand hath rented lliore, Was it a mother's soft and while, And have the lip* of n sister fair, Been baptized in their waves of light ? God knows best ! he was somebody's love ; Somebody's hemt en^h lined him there ; Somebody w<ifted his nam^ above, Isigbtand morn, on the wings of prayer. Somebody w<pl when lie maiched away, Lookiiiii - n It mdsoine, biave andgiand; Somebody '* ki-s on hi^ foiehend lay, Somebody *.\uug to iiis paiting hand. j Somebod\'s waiting and watching for him — ■ Yearning to hold him again to her heart; And thcie he lies with hi^, blue e>vs dim, And tin* Mulling, child hkelip^ upai 1. Tenderly buiy the fair young dead, P.m-iini* to diop in his grave a tear ; Carve on the wooden slab at his head : ' Somebod\ 's darling slumber* here.' i