Item 03: Sydney B. Young war diary, 15 October 1916-14 April 1917 - Page 155

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"At Last"                S Young

'Tis the end, 'tis the end of our wearisome waiting,                                   
And counting the days with a sigh of regret,                                             
And thinking of those who are suffering in silence                                             
But Providence mocks us and Whispers "Not Yet"

And beyond, far beyond where the sunbeams are peeping                              
Our comrades are calling we cannot forget,                                             
And we look with a hope for a word to support them,                                   
But Providence frowns and still Answers "Not Yet"

So we wait and we watch what the news has to tell us,

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