Another card from Sid to Elsie, dated 1917.
When I smoke my cigarette,
I can hear a soft voice calling-
Very faint and far, and yet,
Nearer than the shrapnel falling
I can hear a kind word spoken
To my very heart’s enthralling,
While my magic rings unbroken,
I can hear a loving voice calling.
To My Darling Wife
From Your ever loving and