Sarah
In shadow views of battle yet to be I see the Darkest Angel and I fear that I must now accept what I foresee the day I’ll draw my final breath is near. Oh Sarah, how I want to see you face; to touch once more the softness of your skin. Though fate is sealed and destiny in place, I long to hear your gentle voice again. If it is true that spirits conquer death, then I shall yet return to you somehow. The wind that cools your skin shall be my breath; my tears the gentle raindrops on your brow. I pray you, Sarah, do not mourn me dead … think I am gone to wait for you instead. ~ 2000 Dean Neighbors | Sullivan A Ballou was a proud son of Rhode Island, a lawyer and Speaker of the Rhode Island House of Representatives. After Fort Sumter was bombarded he quickly answered President Lincoln’s call for volunteers and was commissioned Major in the 2nd Rhode Island Infantry. The unit marched to Washington DC and made ready to defend the city. On July 14th 1861, Major Ballou wrote a letter to his wife Sarah You can read the letter here: https://www.reddit.com/r/CIVILWAR/comments/vz9ec3/july_14_1861_major_sullivan_ballou_pens_a_final/?rdt=60250 Note, copy and paste into your browser. The letter inspired the poem. |
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