I’m writing from the trenches, It’s horrible out here I can see my friends dying Right in front of me .I just want you to know to remember me if I die. Please, please remember me, do you know I love I really do. Just as long as you come to my grave if I die. I love you and our son of course. If I should die could you bring poppies to my grave please because they are a sign of dead soldiers?
Please, please can you bring them?
Lots of love Arthur xx