To My Brother
TO MY BROTHER by VERA BRITTAIN
Your battle-wounds are scars upon my heart, Received when in that grand and tragic "show" You played your part Two years ago,
And silver in the summer morning sun I see the symbol of your courage glow- That Cross you won Two years ago,
Though now again you watch the shrapnel fly, And hear the guns that daily louder grow, As in July Two years ago,
May you endure to lead the last advance And with your men pursue the flying foe As once in France Two years ago.
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|Author||Brittain, Vera (1893-1970)|
|Title||To My Brother|
|First line||Your battle-wounds are scars upon my heart|
|Publication source||Verses of a V.A.D; Literary Estate of Vera Brittain|
|Publishers||Imperial War Museum|
|Digital repository||The First World War Poetry Digital Archive|