Nurse Maureen Kelly Diary Entry (145)
- February 7, 2017 16:02:15 Stefania Biron
Today I saw a butterfly
The first born of the Spring
Sunning itself upon a bank.
A lovely, tawny thing.
A saw a dandelion, too
As golden as the sun;
And these will still be beautiful
When all the wars are done.
Pte W. ... 54117
20th Manchester Reg.
51st Stationery Hospital
"What is love?" 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure,
In delay there lies no plenty,
Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty
Youth's a stuff will not endure!