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His Mother

I T doesn’t seem so long ago : since he, in that blue suit I made, | taking my hand because he staggered so on too-young feet, Went up this path with me and plucked these flowers. "LL never look again on marigolds, on cornflowers, on snapdragons without this dreadful tugging at my heart.

T doesn’t seem so many years 2go mock guns in hand, mock battle cry on lips, stalking mock ambushes with young mock fears he and his cronies, earnest and remote, played. out their garnes of war in the hot summer days. ’

OS EEe------E EE ee (]’LL never see an eight-year-old again with wild befeathered head-dress and bright face without this feeling that is cold as death. Ill never see the world again with the same eyes.) ae * %

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New Zealand Listener, Volume 9, Issue 228, 5 November 1943, Page 6

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His Mother New Zealand Listener, Volume 9, Issue 228, 5 November 1943, Page 6

His Mother New Zealand Listener, Volume 9, Issue 228, 5 November 1943, Page 6

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