My Dearest Margaret
My dearest Margaret,
If you are reading this, then I have gone ahead to that place from which no traveler returns. Forgive me — I do not mean to be dramatic, but the guns have been silent for a few hours now, and a man thinks clearly in the quiet.
I am writing this by candlelight in a dugout that smells of earth and fear. The men are asleep around me, some of them boys really, dreaming of their mothers’ kitchens. Tomorrow at dawn we go over the top. They say it will be the big push that ends this war. I hope they are right, for all our sakes.
I have carried your photograph next to my heart since the day I left Southampton. It is creased and faded now, but I can still trace the line of your smile with my finger. Do you remember the afternoon we spent at the lake? You laughed at my attempt to row, and we drifted for hours, saying nothing, needing nothing. I hold that memory like a talisman.
If I fall tomorrow, know this: I loved you without reservation, without calculation, without end. You were not just the best thing in my life — you were my life.
Tell mother I died with my boots on and my faith intact. Tell father his son tried to be brave. And you, my darling — live. Live a full and joyful life. Marry again if love finds you. Have children. Grow old. Let my memory be a gentle warmth, not a weight.
I hear the birds beginning to sing. That must be a good sign.
Yours forever and always, William
P.S. — I’ve enclosed a pressed flower from the field behind our lines. It reminded me of the ones that grew by your window.
What Happened
Aftermath
Historical Context
Timeline
Britain declares war on Germany. William enlists in the 1st Battalion, Lancashire Fusiliers.
William and Margaret marry in a small ceremony in Southampton. They have six days together before he ships out.
The first day of the Somme. William goes over the top at 7:30 AM. He is killed within the first hour.
Margaret receives the letter, along with a chaplain's note and William's personal effects.
Margaret dies at 84. The letter is found in her belongings and donated to the Imperial War Museum.
Origin
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