Author Wilfrid Wilson Gibson I do not fear to die'Neath the open sky,To meet death in the fightFace to face upright.But when at last we creepInto a hole to sleep,I tremble, cold with dreadLest I wake up dead. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 1 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments