What to tell you my dearest love
Another day trudging through mud,
Rotting corpses, waves of fear flood
As canon shells draw yet more blood!
I cannot burden my love’s heart with that!
I cannot share that our energy is sapped!
What to tell you my dearest love
How each day is all a blur of
Death, hunger, lost limbs, lost fight,
Screams of fear escaping each night.
I cannot, will not, must not tell
My love about this living hell!
What to tell you- you who I adore
That my feet are rotting and sore?
That I watched a man breath his last
Unable to halt the latest shell blast!
I cannot share my darkest nightmares
Oh my darling! keep me in your prayers.
What to tell you - the love I desire
What can I say - except of this war I tire
Today the sun rose, I’m able to write
You a letter in and amongst the fight!
I was lucky to find dry boots, we march on
Morale is good, the rain is gone.
I won’t bore you with our hardships
Today I saw poppies as red as your lips
Time to say bye my darling darling beauty
To go and stand my guard as is my duty.
Yes my sweet girl that’s what I’ll write
I won’t share the horror of our fight.
Telling you how each day is full of hope
Will allow you - and me - to cope!