1915
They started off well in 1915
and proud of their fine baby boy.
He grew into a such a handsome lad
in the years that the pain would destroy.
He had his father's same dark eyes,
his father's same black hair.
That cast of eye and laughing voice
were all familiar.
But can you compare the men who grow old
with those who will always be young.
The rosemary bush is fragrant and green
1915 has gone for so long.
1915
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Neville Briggs
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1915
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" Prose is description, poetry is presence " Les Murray.
" Prose is description, poetry is presence " Les Murray.