Heart of the heartless world, <br />Dear heart, the thought of you <br />Is the pain at my side, <br />The shadow that chills my view. <br /> <br />The wind rises in the evening, <br />Reminds that autumn's near. <br />I am afraid to lose you, <br />I am afraid of my fear. <br /> <br />On the last mile to Huesca, <br />The last fence for our pride, <br />Think so kindly, dear, that I <br />Sense you at my side. <br /> <br />And if bad luck should lay my strength <br />Into the shallow grave, <br />Remember all the good you can; <br />Don't forget my love. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.<br /><br />Rupert John Cornford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-margot-heinemann/
