The words of this poem are for me the lovliest words of affection ever written.It is by no means any ordinary poem,it was chosen as a cypher for one of the bravest and highly decorated British women agents working in occupied France during World War II.Her name was VioletteSzabo, and she died in Ravensbruck concentration camp after being captured and atrociously tortured. She revealed nothing. I think with the words of the cypher, which were given her or chosen by her while she was in training atBletchly Park reminded her of her dead husband and helped her through her ordeal.
” The life that I have is all that I have,and the life that I have is yours.
The love that I have for the life that I have is yours and yours and yours.
The sleep I shall have ,a rest I shall have, yet death will be but a pause.
For the peace of my years in the long green grass will be yours,and yours, and yours.”