Man, it seemed, had been created to jab the life out of Germans.
Man, it seemed, had been created to jab the life out of Germans.
O thrilling sweet, my joy, when life was free
And all the paths led on from hawthorn-time
Across the carolling meadows into June.
And life is just the picture dancing on a screen.
In the stark
Danger of life at war, they lie so still,
All prostrate and defenceless, head by head.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories