Our Man in Europe/dave Delacroix/ ""The Day My Boyfriend was Lost!?"
The day my Lad who was lost? I "perked" myself. There was "house-holding" to do, Grandma, incapacitated, Uncles grumblin' 'bout Government, market prices, bad weather, then there were Pies to bake, skillin, vegetables, some back laundry; Mrs Oxley expecting a Child; worries of Winter? The boys in Hathersage; hoping they 'com't thru with firewood? Some Christmas Pheasant too, for a splendid Christmas-tide?
The Day my Lad was lost, we were bound. Grew UP in Yorkshire, West Riding, and the Derbyshire dales, played on, County Fair, with Daisies in my hair? O' MAN, that Boy knew the secrets of Caverns, Castleton and Blue Stone!?
The Day my Lad was Lost?....a crippled Solider, a Veteran. A Sergeant from the Glorious 82nd. Regiment of Foot?
In our local Inn: THE BLOODY WAR OF WATERLOO, fighting some "Frenchie", NAPOLEON: he gently suggested how "MY LAD" gallantly died?
The day my Lad died, the day my Lad was lost? And for WHAT? And O' I miss him? O' how I miss his Worldly soul?...
c2017/davedelacroix/lord borgo,sciacca,sicily
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