Sid & Elsie : love across the miles and down the years 2

This longer poem from Sid to Elsie in 1917, reminds me that I should thank Wendy for providing transcripts of Sid’s poetry, as well as images of the cards.

Meditation
When daylight dies with misty eyes
I sit and smoke a quiet pipe and think ;
I think of thee—for memory
Between us both is ever, dear, a link
In every place I see thy face,
And every thought I have turns but on thee-
Were you but here ! Or were I there !
And all you were, sweetheart , were and are to me.

In all my dreams to me it seems,
That once more I am in my native land ;
Then once again in happy pain
I feel the soft clasp of your living hand ;
And in delight my eyes grow bright ,
I stretch my arms wide open, dear, for thee-
But so it ends , Sweetheart, it ends,
And I am only left in reverie.

To My Darling Wife from
Your Ever Loving and Devoted Husband Sid xxxxxx

 


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Author: scswebeditor

Robin Braysher joined the SCS in 2003 and from 2008 has been the Society's web editor. His interest in the campaign comes from his grandfather, Fred, who served as a cyclist with the BSF from 1915 to 1917, mainly in the Struma valley. Robin hands over the role in October 2021 to Andy Hutt. Andy's interest in the campaign comes from his grandfather, Arthur, who served as a Royal Engineer from 1916-1918. All posts prior to February 2021 are by Robin. Opinions expressed in these posts are personal and do not necessarily reflect the views of the Society.

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