Item 03: Sydney B. Young war diary, 15 October 1916-14 April 1917 - Page 157

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[Page 157]

16/11/16 S young
Ode to a Hut (Hut 36 Camp 29 Larkhill)

"O hut in which ensconced have I
          
Full many a happy evening passed

          
And there defied the chilling breeze

But now, Alas, It is the last

I've laid and listened to the rage,
                         
Of angry winds and torrents pour
               
And pitied those who braved the storm
          
While we were snug inside your door

But now, O hut the call has come

               
And we must float out on the tide

Where duty wafts her braver sons

               
And Comrades call us to their side

So Farewell, may your cosy walls

          
Embrace and welcome once again

                                             
The ones to whom the call has come

     
They'll prove you have not served in vain

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