Mary Middleton - A Nurse's Autograph Book, item 38

• October 26, 2018 19:16:45 Sarika Jain

  A Casualty
  

  
  

  Only a scream, thr'o the night as a warning,
  

  only a bursting shell.
  

  Naught but duty-death ever scorning,
  

  Ended so nobly well.
  

  
  

  Only a mound, on the Hill in the dawning,
  

  Marked by a wooden Cross,
  

  Naught but a name, in the list of the morning,
  

  Telling of some ones loss.
  

  
  

  Only a home, in the land of his breeding,
  

  only some heart laid bare,
  

  Only a grief, that the world is unheeding,
  

  Only a vacant chair.
  

  Gunt. J. Owen
  

  76063 R. F. A.
  

  6/9/17
  

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