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Fri, 22 Jan 2010
The heart that is with this page is dedicated to all those whose lives have been shattered by war and famine, And some of it for the loved ones who remain forever in our hearts
 I love this little poem by Marjorie  Wilson, she  was the sister of Captain T P Cameron
the war poet: 1889-1918. Their Father was the Reverend T Cameron Wilson of Little Eaton in Derbyshire. Marjorie's War Work included nursing service with the Voluntary Aid Detachment and with the War Relief Office.
She left a big hole in Britains poetry and rhymes dying so very, very young.


My little room is high up in the house,
The rain's small feet pit-patter.
No one comes.
Lonely it is. Sometimes a soft, small mouse
Peeps out with frightened eyes to find my crumbs.
I have grown old in this small attic room.
One after one my dear friends went away.
In the still night how black the shadows loom!
But shadows do not last; they go by day.
I have a roof (so close). I have a fire.
I would not change my garret room, not even
For a grand floor below: there is none higher;
The floor above this little room is heaven.

Wilson 1889 - 1918Also by Majorie Wilson


The poem entitled 'To Tony – Aged 3'
was written in 1918 by Marjorie Wilson in memory of her brother, T P Cameron Wilson ('T. P. C. W.'), a casualty of World War I. Also a poet, he was serving as an officer in the 10th Sherwood Foresters when he was killed in action at Hermies, France, in 1918.
 Many of the children of soldiers killed in combat were – are – too young to know or remember their fathers, so it falls to relations to tell them about their parents and of the sacrifices that they made.

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