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Edgar Siegfried Sassoon (1886–1967). Counter-Attack and Other Poems. 1918.

20. The Hawthorn Tree

NOT much to me is yonder lane

Where I go every day;

But when there’s been a shower of rain

And hedge-birds whistle gay,

I know my lad that’s out in France

With fearsome things to see

Would give his eyes for just one glance

At our white hawthorn tree.

….

Not much to me is yonder lane

Where he so longs to tread:

But when there’s been a shower of rain

I think I’ll never weep again

Until I’ve heard he’s dead.