Vera Brittain Poems

Perhaps some day the sun will shine again,
And I shall see that still the skies are blue,
And feel once more I do not live in vain,
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Ghosts crying down the vistas of the years,
Recalling words
Whose echoes long have died,
And kind moss grown
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Your battle-wounds are scars upon my heart,
Received when in that grand and tragic 'show'
You played your part,
Two years ago,
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'Four years,' some say consolingly. 'Oh well,
What's that ? You're young. And then it must have been
A very fine experience for you !'
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When you have lost your all in a world's upheaval,
Suffered and prayed, and found your prayers were vain,
When love is dead, and hope has no renewal -
These need you still; come back to them again.
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God said, "Men have forgotten Me:
The souls that sleep shall wake again,
And blinded eyes must learn to see."
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I found in you a holy place apart,
Sublime endurance, God in man revealed,
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Because you died, I shall not rest again,
But wander ever through the lone world wide,
Seeking the shadow of a dream grown vain
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