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Born a Brummie
The Girls' Battalion. By Beatrice Perry. 501, Warwick Road, Greet Hill Birmingham.
We are the new battalion,
Fighting in the fray,
We are helping the men in khaki
To keep the foe at bay.
We rise in the early morning
And toil till the shadows fall:
Thankful that we've been trusted
To answer our Country's call.
Thousands of us have enlisted,
Our army stands loyal and true;
We will finish the work our men have left
And trusted us to do.
We will pile up our munitions
For the lads across the sea;
And tho' hearts are torn with anguish,
Will keep the homestead free !
From our homes we miss the loved ones -
Mothers sigh for sons so dear,
The young wife hoping and waiting,
Often sheds a silent tear:
Sweethearts in their lonely hours
Review the happy dreams once dreamt;
While sisters waiting news, recall
Childhood days with brothers spent.
We have the sunshine for our shield,
Sorrow's book is often sealed;
We have taken faith for our banner bright,
And we keep the star of hope alight.
Beneath the hoisted flag we stand,
With our Allies, hand in hand:
All trusting God in heaven above
To guide and guard the ones we love.
Copyright] May 1916 By Beatrice Perry. 501, Warwick Road, Greet Hill Birmingham.
Proceeds of sale to Wounded
Soldiers And Sailors Funds.
I found this postcard tonight whilst looking through an album of a collection of old First WW1 postcards and it quite touched my heart, maybe it will do the same to your heart as you read, remembering those oh so brave young men who died for us 100 hundred years ago.
War is not the answer as we know only too well today.
We are the new battalion,
Fighting in the fray,
We are helping the men in khaki
To keep the foe at bay.
We rise in the early morning
And toil till the shadows fall:
Thankful that we've been trusted
To answer our Country's call.
Thousands of us have enlisted,
Our army stands loyal and true;
We will finish the work our men have left
And trusted us to do.
We will pile up our munitions
For the lads across the sea;
And tho' hearts are torn with anguish,
Will keep the homestead free !
From our homes we miss the loved ones -
Mothers sigh for sons so dear,
The young wife hoping and waiting,
Often sheds a silent tear:
Sweethearts in their lonely hours
Review the happy dreams once dreamt;
While sisters waiting news, recall
Childhood days with brothers spent.
We have the sunshine for our shield,
Sorrow's book is often sealed;
We have taken faith for our banner bright,
And we keep the star of hope alight.
Beneath the hoisted flag we stand,
With our Allies, hand in hand:
All trusting God in heaven above
To guide and guard the ones we love.
Copyright] May 1916 By Beatrice Perry. 501, Warwick Road, Greet Hill Birmingham.
Proceeds of sale to Wounded
Soldiers And Sailors Funds.
I found this postcard tonight whilst looking through an album of a collection of old First WW1 postcards and it quite touched my heart, maybe it will do the same to your heart as you read, remembering those oh so brave young men who died for us 100 hundred years ago.
War is not the answer as we know only too well today.