O Memories of Christmas Eve
A long long time ago
A cathedral in the city
In the evening In the snow
Your hand in mine The choir sang
The bells began to chime
Midnight mass It is our last
But how were we to know
That Christmas day I went away
Went marching off to war
I returned Dead and burned
A rose upon my grave
A lonely tear rolled down your face
My darling Please don't cry
Always and forever
We will be together
Our love will never die
- Author: willyweed ( Offline)
- Published: June 10th, 2017 15:16
- Comment from author about the poem: a late memorial day piece
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 58
Comments6
Miss your beautiful poetry. Great piece. We had quite a number of tributes that weekend. Another one is certainly appreciated, especially by those who gave their lives. Hugs.
Thanks Augustus , I been fighting w/ cancer last few months. good to hear from you I hope you are well. ww
I like this poem from the other side .
Lovely poem, willyweed. Thanks for sharing it.
Beautiful, reflective - keep fighting ww
Good to read you again WW. Great write.
you poem was so sad and I can feel the pain. It is hard when someone is lost in a war.
Hugs
Micalina
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