Friday, January 3, 2003

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This is To-day, a child in white and blue
Running to meet me out of Night who stilled
The ghost of Yester-eve; this is fair Morn
The mother of To-morrow. And these clouds
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Siegfried Sassoon
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M. E. Kemp 19 April 2018

Looking to find the poem that ends with When you sleep you remind me of the dead.

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