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