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St. Pancras Station, August 1915 by Vera Brittain
St. Pancras Station, August 1915 Vera Brittain 1893 – 1970 One long, sweet kiss pressed close upon my lips, One moment's rest on your swift-beating heart,And all was over, for the hour had come For us to part.
A sudden forward motion of the train, The world grown dark although the sun still shone,One last blurred look through aching tear-dimmed eyes— And you were gone.
A sudden forward motion of the train, The world grown dark although the sun still shone,One last blurred look through aching tear-dimmed eyes— And you were gone.
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By Maggie DeversSt. Pancras Station, August 1915 Vera Brittain 1893 – 1970 One long, sweet kiss pressed close upon my lips, One moment's rest on your swift-beating heart,And all was over, for the hour had come For us to part.
A sudden forward motion of the train, The world grown dark although the sun still shone,One last blurred look through aching tear-dimmed eyes— And you were gone.
A sudden forward motion of the train, The world grown dark although the sun still shone,One last blurred look through aching tear-dimmed eyes— And you were gone.