A Scarf

I made a scarf in 1940,
A great long khaki scarf
Intended for a soldier,
To keep him warm.
I wonder if it served this purpose,
Gave a bit of comfort to someone unknown,
Someone far from home.
I hope the soldier did not die,
The scarf I made stained with blood,
His family bereaved.

MSK

This is a bit late for the remembrance weekend.