Will
By May Leach
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| May Leach |
I picture your safe returning, Will,
And longed for the clasp of your hand,
But never will be the meeting
In Australia’s sunny land.
Now the war is really over,
Those words to some sound nice
But, oh, the sad, and hearts of those
Whose loved ones paid the price.
Your loving friend, May
December 1918
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| William Raymond Chatwin |
My grandmother's sister
ReplyDeleteShe was a wonderful woman and part of a tragic story. She appears on my website too: https://dpgsheridan.wixsite.com/agwp/civilian-women
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