We met in the summer of 43 I was home on leave from being at sea I’d been shot at and shelled everyday But when I met you I was blown away
I was mesmerised by your elegant grace And captivated by your beautiful face We strolled on the promenade hand in hand And sat down to talk by the old bandstand
We spoke of the future, our hopes and our fears No mention of war, we didn’t want tears The brass band was playing your favourite song You told me you’d wait, no matter how long
All too quickly my shore leave had past A long kiss goodbye, I hoped not the last I promised you I would be back really soon To take my future bride on her honeymoon
And so we set sail and you waved goodbye I stood on the deck with a tear in my eye Cursing the war and despising the Hun And Hitler for all the damage he’d done
The war it ended in 45 Although it was tough, I made it alive We pulled in the dock and was greeted with cheers Flags were a-plenty and so were the tears I eventually found you besides the dock crane And promised that I’d never leave you again
The next month we married now husband and wife And just a year later we created a life A baby girl to fulfill our dreams Even if we had to put up with the screams
A job in an office, a house in the sticks And a daughter who got up to all sorts of tricks But you were never going to be happy with one And two years later you gave me a son
So we lived out our lives watching them grow Into the adults which we now know
We watched them get married and have children too Then all of a sudden it was just me and you But we never felt bored, depressed or lonely We just enjoyed each others company
But then you got ill and they told you to rest Then took you to hospital to carry out tests Cancer had struck there was no going back But courage was one thing that you didn’t lack
I tended to your needs everyday And cried to myself watching you waste away For me it was so painful to see And knowing you would be soon leaving me
It happened in the spring of 2003 Surrounded by our children and me You fell to sleep with a smile on your face So beautiful with an air of grace
But from the pain you have been set free And once again you are waiting for me So as I scatter your ashes released from this urn Don’t worry my love, it will soon be my turn
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Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
When i wrote "my summer love" i later decided to change the ending and this is the result.
Please feel free to comment on any of my poems be it positive or negative as this is the first time i have aired them and am curious as to your opinions.
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