SINCE YOU WENT AWAY
Since you went away, every gay sailor lad,
Every khaki-clad soldier I see,
Has a place in my heart, and a share in my thoughts
And belongs, just a little, to me.
He's a comrade of yours, and is bearing his share
Of the burden that rests upon you;
Both are doing the work that a nation has set
For its glorious manhood to do.
Since you went away, I have entered within
A sisterhood—mystic and great—
Of women who've learned the great lesson, to give
And are learning another, to wait.
But I strive, like the rest, not to doubt or to fear;
To murmur, or sigh, or complain,
But to trust in His might, and to know, by His grace,
That your sacrifice cannot be vain.
Since you went away, every fold of the flag
Has a message that's tender and true;
