We meet and part now over all the world;
we, the lost company,
take hands together in the night, forget
the night in our brief happiness, silently.
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This poem was written about 1940 when around the world men were going off to war not knowing if they'd ever see their loved ones again. It is short, simple, and utterly beautiful, it makes me cry! |
This poem was written about 1940 when around the world men were going off to war not knowing if they'd ever see their loved ones again. It is short, simple, and utterly beautiful, it makes me cry! |