The Cheerful Civilian
The Poets & The War XIX
Should a bomb drop upon my Civil head
It kills no Soldier. Why then, let it chance!
At least I'll smile to think, when I am dead,
It might have killed ten men "somewhere in France".
I should take shame to fear, who owe to these
The sunset peace that my home-valley fills,
Where I can hear the silence of the hills
And watch the young moon climbing through the trees.
– The Observer
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