She waits with others in the crowd
Her heart is beating fast
Hurrah, Hurrah, she shouts aloud
He’s coming home at last.
She hears the sound of marching men
Along the cobbled stone
Louder as they round the bend
Yes, he is coming home.
And standing there she laughs and cries
And waves the Union Jack
Once more to gaze into his eyes
And never give him back.
Then suddenly her arms are wide
Her cheeks are rosy red
The man she loves is by her side
And soon they will be wed.
But war and death have changed this man
No more is he the same.….
But he’ll try to do the best he can
To live and love again.
Copyright C Bassett 2014