The Night Glen Miller Played Poem by Chris Meek

We pledged our love for ever on that

squeaky ballroom floor,

Though no one knew for certain what

the future had in store.

Our country was in danger and being put

to the test,

And so we went to do our part along

with all the rest.



We all believed we'd meet again

and start our lives anew,

Though fate was forging different plans

no thought for me or you

Yes we were unaware that night

our dreams would be betrayed,

‘Cause we were very much in love the night

Glen Miller played.



So we danced on believing that this

was no brief affair,

But knowing in the morning the world

we knew may not be there.

On and on we danced that night

wishing we could have stayed,

Together just the way it was the night

Glen Miller played.







We wrote each other letters and recalled

that night of bliss,

The way we danced together and then

shared that tender kiss.

But life conspired to cheat us

and the plans that we had made,

Leaving just the memory of the night

Glen Miller played.



I passed that dance hall yesterday it's

dark and overgrown,

It seemed like only yesterday but sixty years

had flown.

But I could hear the music coming from

the broken pane,

And we were dancing cheek to cheek

together once again.



And so we danced together on the

pavement you and I,

Dancing close together with the people

passing by.

Were you really in my arms or was it

a charade,

Or were we back together on the night

Glen Miller played.