Papa's Post: The Fallen One




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The wailing wind now sings your lullaby
And only swallows keep your company
For not a human voice or forlorn sigh
Punctuates the stillness that pervades this sea
Of wee white crosses where at last you lie.

No longer will your footsteps echo along

The halls and mountain bivouacs we shared.
No longer will your roguish laughter, your song
Of rustic loves and tales of dangers dared
Enthrall and entertain our common throng.

Yet you will always be, to us who know

The humanness that made you what you were
A man, at once a saint and sinner too,
A simple soldier, lowly commoner,
The friend, my friend who unto death was true!







Feb., 1960

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