A Cross is slanting ‘tween two withered trees –
I saw him first in peace, amid a crowd
Of streets, nor dreamed him ever one of these,
So wistfully he mused, so shyly proud,
So chalk-besmeared he walked his weary pace.
A space went, – and on an early day
Within the trench, I saw a half-known face
Awake with wonder; a child-lived heart at play
With dreamed romance: a Drake-keen eye ashine
For newer worlds..A thunder tore the line!…
A shell burst!… He smiled as Sidney smiled-
And fell…There came the crying of a child,
…A wave of little hands…a soft breeze
The cross is slanting ‘tween two withered trees.
(Leon Gellert)
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