WHITE RAIN.
The skies relented And on the dusty road there fell The sweet white rain. I let my head drop back, my mouth apart, And let it wash my face away. The men in front The men behind Did likewise. It was like a Mary—caress, So Beautiful, so Kind, so Gentle . . . I felt renewed. I straightened up And marched ahead with firmer step, And with clearer brain and vision Saw the scenery For the first time fully. The white rain fell And wet my tunic Drowned the dust And made the green grass brighter. Made my pack seem lighter . . . O, march on, soldier! And let the white rain fall.
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Camp News, Volume 1, Issue 27, 14 June 1940, Page 5
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