She was so proud of him
When she
saw him in his uniform
He made
such a handsome officer
Like
everyone she was caught up
In the
patriotic fervour
She wasn’t
concerned about the war
“It’ll be
over by Christmas” everyone said
He would
soon be home again
So she
revelled in the beauty
Of her
gallant hero
And she
waved him off to war
She was so
in love
With her
officer beau
and that moment lived long
In her
memory
It was her
last memory of him
For the war
wasn’t over by Christmas
And he
wasn’t home again
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