To my Wife

Margaret Edith Viereck

R on the winning side,

NEVER
Always on the right -

Vanquished, this shall be our pride
In the world's despite.

Let the oily Pharisees
Purse their lips and rant,
Calm we face the Destinies:
Better "can't" than Cant.

Bravely drain, then fling away,
Break, the cup of sorrow!
Courage! He who lost the day

May have won the morrow.

Written on the Day of the Armistice.

Apologia Pro Vita Sua