True Love Poem by James Casey

True Love

Her love has gone
Whisked away to war
Her heart saddened
As never before
He's left by sea, and is
Never coming back to me

She sat musing, it's said,
A comical fancy
Came into her head;
Neither father nor mother
Shall keep her away
She'll enlist as a soldier
Then go on my way

So in soldier's attire
To the war she did go,
And took a brave part
In both raid and in ruin;
At the battle she found him
Slightly wounded and unshaven
On the ground where he lay
With his face to the enemy

Now this girl, he knew
At a moment's quick glance,
And he cried, ' Why my dear,
Sure I've met you by chance '
But the girl she said, nay,
For he was surely mistook,
But her words were belied
There was love in her look.

The sergeant sent for
The chaplain to come,
And attached the young lovers
Who'd followed the drum;
And the girl, now restored
To her womanly state,
Found all she had sought
Going home with her mate.