The Nightingale’s Call

By 2nd January 2013December 9th, 2019No Comments

How sweetly you sang in the silence of night
‘Tomorrow -arise from the trenches to fight…’
While some tried to whistle along with your tune
The stars of the Heavens played court to the moon.
And, then, comes the hour –that gathering sound
Advance men, advance, surrender no ground!
When forward we’d go- and many would fall
And distant that sound of the nightingale’s call.

Robert Carson

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