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Lost in Action 1917

I might see you in London in three days,
Then shaking hands in gesture of farewell
They move apart, going separate ways.

With anxious feelings she can scarce dispel,
She turns just once to wave to him again
Then hurries on, hoping all will be well.

When he is gone the truth becomes quite plain,
Her life must carry on in duty's ways
To help the others who will wait in vain.

Then as the nation clings to hope and prays
And life leads each one in different ways,
She can always hear his voice as he says
I might see you in London in three days.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 9/3/2016 6:12:00 PM
Elisabeth, You know that your poem is welcomed with great admiration when someone says that it caused a tear to form in their eye. This poem had that kind of reaction for me. It began and built upon each line as you're ending brought a culmination of excellence! I enjoyed reading the other poems Poetry Soup chose to introduce your poetry to us.I just don't have enough time to comment on each of them. A warm welcome to Poetry Soup. Aloha, Connie ; ) 7
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Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/5/2016 10:40:00 AM
Thank you, Connie.
Date: 8/30/2016 12:49:00 PM
very poignant poem. It must have been hard then, still is when men and women go off to war. God Bless. D.
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Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 8/31/2016 11:57:00 AM
Thanks, Dave. The words in the first line are attributed to Edward Thomas before he left for France.
Date: 8/29/2016 12:56:00 PM
Excellent poem can just picture it happening
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Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/1/2016 11:09:00 AM
Thanks, Gordon. The words in the first line are attributed to Edward Thomas before he left for France.
Date: 8/28/2016 7:38:00 PM
Hi Elisabeth, Just finished reading this and am impressed with your writing, and touched by your feelings. Keep on writing. Arlene
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Elisabeth Sheaffer
Date: 9/6/2016 11:18:00 AM
Thanks, Arlene. It is so difficult to to imagine the feelings of those waiting at home in wartime.