Item 03: Robert Christian Wilson diary, 1916-1917 - Page 13

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[Page 13]

When England calls for men! More men! each day.
I would be base were I to bid him stay,
But I am just – a mother – Lord, and oh!
It simply breaks my heart to let him go -
Because I'm human, Lord, my tears must flow.
But joy and pride reign o'er my grief to-day,
With words of cheer I'll speed him on his way.
For they across the sea, they need him so,
Oh, son! To save my honour, you must go!

Y.M.C.A. Romani 26th Aug. 1916

Sent to West by his Mother.

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