Hi Barbara, I found this amongst my grandfather's papers. It's not quite the sentiments that you were looking for but you (and others) might enjoy it. It was written in his own hand but whether he was the author or merely transcribed something that caught his fancy, I don't know. Every day is a fresh beginning Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain. And 'spite of old sorrow and older sinning Take heart with the day and begin again. 'Tain't so much the parting when the Regiment's starting Sets you choking like a snivelling pup. Kissing you can stand, and the way she holds your hand, tisn't that. It's something in her smile as breaks you up. 'Tain't the rain a-dropping, ceaseless without stoppin' Gives a feller queer internal pains. Though it's mighty dampin', this French mud we're trampin', tisn't that. It's thinking o' them muddy English lanes. 'Tain't the shells a-flying makes scared o' dyin' Guess you in't that crawling kind o' cur. 'Tisn't that that your funkin' foreign soil to bunk in, tisn't that. It's lying there so long, so far from 'er. regards, Peter Appleton Researching the following surnames: Yorkshire (North Riding): APPLETON, BOWERS, COCKERILL, EVANS, FAWCETT, LEGG/LEGGE, MASON Norfolk: BOWERS, BRUNDLE, CALVER/CARVER, MULLENGER/MULLINGER, WOODS Cornwall: ANNEAR Lincolnshire: HOWSAM Suffolk: MATTHEWS Westmorland: MASON My Family Tree website: http://www.tribalpages.com/tribes/pappleton3