Last Return Poem by Hermione Femalton

Save a place for me,
In your heart, my sweet;
For when the night is over,
Then again we’ll meet.

When the bullets fly,
And the guns are sounding too,
In my mind I see your face;
I smile and think of you.

When the men around are dying;
Slaughtered on the ground,
When the sky’s alight with flame,
When the screams of boys do sound.

On leave I hold you close,
Approaching now the turn,
I’ll hold you in my arms,
And clutch the last return.

Always know I love you,
As the guns now blast,
Remember that I miss you,
And it’s over very fast.

Save a place for me,
In your heart, my sweet;
For when the night is over,
Then again we’ll meet.

(June 2007)