
Published in 1915, when World War I was reshaping everything and soldiers far from home ached for letters and reunion, this collection of poetry captures something universal: the desperate, tender need to have someone waiting for you. Foley's verses are remarkably direct, stripped of modernist pretension, speaking in plain language about love that steadies, presence that sustains, and the way a single person can make the whole world feel bearable. These are poems written to be read aloud at firesides, passed between sweethearts, tucked into pockets. They celebrate not grand passion but the quieter heroism of steadfastness - the person who stays, who writes, who believes you'll return. There is nothing fashionable here, no irony, no distance. Just honest feeling rendered in clean rhymes and bouncy rhythms that feel like an old friend sitting down across from you. For readers who miss sincerity, who want poetry that doesn't perform difficulty, who understand that sentiment done well is its own kind of art.













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