Item 01: H. E. Gissing diary, 13 December 1914-17 December 1915 - Page 155
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[Page 155]
19/5/15 Punch
From home to the Trenches
Sonny, it seems like twenty year,
The while since you've been gone,
And left me lonesome for you here
Trying to do my bit – oh ,dear! –
By keeping steady on.
I promised and I've meant to do,
But now and then at night
I've been to blame the time it blew
Like guns that answered guns, with you –
My you – amongst the fight.
But in the morning "Dear old fool"
I've seemed to hear you say;
"Mother, no need to fuss, keep cool,"
Just like the Cheeky brat at school
You was the other day.
You wasn't always quite so grand;
Once you was mighty glad,
Chased by a puppy-
dog, to stand
Behind your mummy, slip your hand
In hers, the way you had.
Small son turned big, now that you're grown
And in a real war,
And set to face it all alone,
I'm wild to run & guard my own
Same as I did before.