Poem – The Missing Airman

By Nelson Moses 

 

O, sometimes yet I feel lonely,

For him who went away overseas;

Time’s healing wing, and time only,

Can soothe the empty heart with ease.

 

That parting hour was hard to bear,

When we shook hands and said good-bye.

Hope alone breathed over our prayer,

While tears rose up and dimmed each eye.

 

But our Mother, in sore distress,

Was heard from o’er the restless wave

Her sons falter’d not in her stress,

It was victory, or the grave.

 

Jim sleeps, with many comrades brave,

Sleep on; your battle is done.

No lonely cross will mark the grave,

Where rests the Empire’s warrior son.

 

 

Moses is “6” in the photograph below, and Milton “1”.
Photo sourced from: “Canada’s Great War Album” Project, Canada’s History.

“The Missing Airman” was written by Nelson Moses, of the Delaware band, Six Nations of the Grand River Territory, upon receiving word that his son, Lt. James Moses of 57 Squadron, RAF, had been reported missing-in-action. His body was never identified. Lt. Moses first served in the same 107th (Winnipeg) Battalion as Lt. Milton Martin from our 100 Days of Vimy post of 30 January 2017. (Read it again here: http://www.vimyfoundation.ca/100daysofvimy-january-30-2017/ )