Old Betty and Harry

Old Betty and Harry lived down the lane

By the old railway track, the train passed by again and again

Together they had been there for over sixty years

Living amongst the blood sweat and tears

Old Harry having been gassed on the Somme during the First World War

Often thinking he would never see Betty no more

But their love got him through the pain and the hurt

As he fought bravely through the stench, blood and the dirt

As Betty waited anxiously for her true love to return

Her thoughts her only comfort, to ease her hearts yearn

The great day arrived, Harry came home

Now they were free to live and to roam

Down the Lane that they loved together, hand in hand

Their love shining through like Harry’s gold wedding band

Not blessed with children, such a great shame

But sometimes in life that’s the name of the game

So along came old Buster a retriever of a sort

They said he was a pedigree, when he was bought

But Betty and Harry could not have cared less

He was their baby, so now they were blessed

So their life continued, their love growing stronger everyday

Through rain or sunshine or just come what may

Their little thatched cottage, two up two down

At the end of the lane some way from town

A peaceful existence was what they now shared

Their love ever stronger showing they were well paired 

All those years ago on their wedding day

Now a life full of memories, a few heartaches along the way

But generally a life full of laughter and togetherness they shared

It shows if you are in love you can be well paired

Eventually they will stroll together through that great pearly gate

Together forever as was destined to be their fate.