Imagination

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Title

Imagination

Description

Poem about the effect of losing a friend.

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Format

One page handwritten document and one page typewritten transcription

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MNichollsJEK2011088-200201-12

Transcription

[underlined] Imagination [/underlined]
Have you ever imagined your whole world is dead,
And you wished you could die right there in your bed.
To shut out forever the sorrows & fears,
To close your eyes over blinding tears.
Have you ever wondered if hes [sic] thinking of you,
Hoping that someday those dreams will come true,
And can you still see that last hungry glance.
That pierces your heart like the thrust of a lance
And does his voice whisper each night in your ear,
And can you still feel him terribly near,
Does his memory invade every inch of your heart,
Even though now you are so far apart.
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[Royal Air Force crest]
Imagination.
Have you ever imagined your whole world is dead
And you wished you could die right there in your bed
To shut out forever the sorrows and fears
To close your eyes over blinding tears.
Have you ever wondered if hes [sic] thinking of you
Hoping that someday those dreams will come true
And can you still see that last hungry glance
That pierces your heart like the thrust of a lance.
And does his voice whisper each night in your e [sic] ear,
And can you still feel him terribly near,
Does his memory invade every inch of your heart,
Even though now you are so far apart.
And every time that you see a plane,
Does your soul feel scorched with a fiery flame,
Do you curse the war and curse the sin
That wrecked the world and took away Him.

Citation

“Imagination,” IBCC Digital Archive, accessed April 26, 2024, https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/collections/document/25359.

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