BLACK CAT POEMS
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A War Wedding
Mary Carolyn Davies
My life is made of five long nights
And five swift days, like birds whose flights
Have taken them to where the earth
Below them, is a small, strange thing
Of very little worth.
is made of five bright days
And five kind nights. I heard you praise
, in your faint, hushed tone
That no one else has ever heard.
And this is all I own.
Five nights and five strange days, and then
You died to save your fellow-men.
I never lived until I saw
Within your eyes that thirst and awe.
And I shall never live again.
poems by Mary Carolyn Davies