I meant to write every day, I truly did...
you are always in my thoughts....
I miss your laugh, your smile,
I even miss your rousing at me
for not chopping the wood.
I know I promised that once I got home
you would never have to do it again.
Did you get the poppy I sent you?
They are such a beautiful bright red
and I know how much you love them.
I hope the censor didn't take it out of the envelope.
I forgot to say Thank You for the socks
I know they took you a long time to knit them all
I hope you don't mind, but I gave a pair to my mate
His boots leaked, but the socks helped.
I promised to fix the fence as well
I am sorry, Mother, I really am,
but it's good that you got our neighbour in
you might need him to help a bit more.
You taught me never to break a promise
but sometimes, you can't help it.
I'm sorry, Mother, that I can't see your smile
I long for your arms around me, I'm cold
as I sleep among the poppies in a Flanders field
No need to keep knitting, Mother
I have enough socks now
Sorry, Mother, for not keeping my promises
Today, I did write, with all my love.
(c) Crissouli
