Poem
Title
Poem
Description
Poem about life and death of aircrew and hope they get home.
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One-page printed document
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Identifier
SReidK473650v20031
Transcription
Who knows?
Life’s golden chalice
Which now we hold so tight
May, ere another night
Fall from fingertips
And crash to pieces
Ere our lips
Can taste again
The happiness that glows
When Youth’s love flows
We, who so much give
Tonight
Our birthright
Is to LIVE!!!
Come Tom, Dick and Jack
Fly out of that flack
There’s waiting for you
The eggs and the bacon
And the hearts of the WAFFS
At the home station
Life’s golden chalice
Which now we hold so tight
May, ere another night
Fall from fingertips
And crash to pieces
Ere our lips
Can taste again
The happiness that glows
When Youth’s love flows
We, who so much give
Tonight
Our birthright
Is to LIVE!!!
Come Tom, Dick and Jack
Fly out of that flack
There’s waiting for you
The eggs and the bacon
And the hearts of the WAFFS
At the home station
Collection
Citation
“Poem,” IBCC Digital Archive, accessed July 3, 2024, https://ibccdigitalarchive.lincoln.ac.uk/omeka/collections/document/39793.
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