Lindsey+H.

=Women In WWI=

> ====Dark clouds are smouldering into red==== > ====While down the craters morning burns.==== > ====The dying soldier shifts his head==== > ====To watch the glory that returns;==== > ====He lifts his fingers toward the skies==== > ====Where holy brightness breaks in flame;==== > ====Radiance reflected in his eyes,==== > ====And on his lips a whispered name.==== > ====You'd think, to hear some people talk,==== > ====That lads go West with sobs and curses,==== > ====And sullen faces white as chalk,==== > ====Hankering for wreaths and tombs and hearses.==== > ====But they've been taught the way to do it==== > ====Like Christian soldiers; not with haste==== > ====And shuddering groans; but passing through it==== > ====With due regard for decent taste.==== > --**Siegfried Sassoon** > **[]**
 * "How to Die"**