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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