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At the Crossroads of Infinity

0 posted 01-07-2008 11:07 AM       View Profile for effjayel   Email effjayel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for effjayel

It does not seem that long
Since I was Seventeen
And Strolled through Golden Meadows
With the girl of my dreams

Nor walked Sun filled Sunday afternoons
Down winding country lanes
And as She picked wild blackberries
I'd make her daisy chains

I remember lingering at the 5 barred gate
To watch the farmer with his plough
And as I placed my Mothers Wedding band
Upon her left hand I made this Solemn Vow

That I would never leave her side
And one day soon Id make her my bride
But we had stars in our eyes and never foresaw
That over the Horizon we were headed for War

We were only married 2 months
When I got the letter
And as I left for the front line
I swore Id never forget her

As she waved me off with tears in her eyes
She whispered to me that she was with child
Constantly on the move as the battle  progressed
I kept a picture of her close to my chest

In an unguarded moment I let my concentration lapse
And I was captured and dragged away by the Japs
I did not feel the pain although my leg was shattered
My wife and unborn child were all that mattered

The next 3 years were spent in a POW camp
Eating rotten food & drinking water that stank
Each night was filled with the sounds of our boys dying
And those that tried to escape were shot for trying

I constantly wondered if we'd meet again
Did we have a Girl or Boy, and what was it's name?
Oh God how I wish I was still Seventeen
And laying with you beside a sparkling stream

Bathed in summer sunlight as we held hands                                          
Not a care in the world we made big plans
Now you don't even know if I'm alive or dead
By this time tomorrow I could have a bullet in the head

Today there's a buzz going around the camp
They say that the Japs have surrendered to the yanks

Please Dear God let it be true
And let me live long enough to get home to you
I'll never forget the crowds and cheers of jubilation
As we pulled into Southampton station

Then as I stepped down from the train
You came running to me calling my name
As God save the Queen was struck up by the band
For the first time I saw our Jean clutching your hand

Neither of us could see we were blinded by tears
As we kissed & hugged making up for lost years
Then I got a job in the local foundry
And the bad memories faded with my family around me

Things weren't always easy and money was tight
And Id frequently have nightmares keeping me awake at night
But we were happy together and you saw me through
The bad times would have been much worse if not for you

Then Jean got married and had kids of her own
And when she moved away we were left on our own
But each night we would sit and quietly reminisce
On 48 years of wedded bliss

Now you too are gone I'm left on my own
And nobody visits but our Jean occasionally 'phones
Most of the days are spent in my room
Alone with my memories in a silent cocoon

I have to be taken to the loo
And helped on & off
Because there is not much I can do
They think I'm soft

Is it any wonder there is so much anger inside me?
Compared to what I've been through they've had a life of Riley.
I fought so hard to keep this country free
And this is how they repay me

Left here to die and promptly forgot
Although my needs are simple & I don't ask for a lot
All that I ask is to be shown some respect
In what little precious time I have left
For I know I am in the last Autumn of my years
As the late summer sun dries my tear
Although it has been sixty years it really does not seem
All that long since I was Seventeen

Closing my eyes I feel the warmth upon my face
And then I am in another time and place
They told our Jean that during the day
I had gone to sleep and peacefully passed away

For answering my prayers I thank God above
As once again I walk in Sunkissed  meadows

With the Girl I Love
© Copyright 2008 John Lawrence - All Rights Reserved
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At the Crossroads of Infinity

1 posted 01-07-2008 11:13 AM       View Profile for effjayel   Email effjayel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for effjayel

This was written a few years ago & is basically a true story as related to me by one of the residents of an elderly care home who I used to talk to whilst visiting my Grandmother. I learned last week that He has now passed away & I have posted this here in tribute to the memory of a brave was a privilege to have met & had the opportunity to spend some happy hours talking to Him..... RIP Alec.....
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2 posted 01-07-2008 12:30 PM       View Profile for TomMark   Email TomMark   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for TomMark

very beautiful and very touching. Almost moved me to tears.
It is very kind of you to write something like this for others.

A man's life...he loved and been loved and fought and won...  wonderful!!

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3 posted 01-07-2008 12:45 PM       View Profile for Clang   Email Clang   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Clang

I love this.  My mom works in a nursing home and when I would visit her I would sometimes sit with the residents.  I loved to here their stories.  The Greatest Generation sure had some whoppers.  Makes one wish in someways that we lived in another time, when life and love were so much simpler.

My kids think I am weird and say "oh, Mom," because when I see a soldier in fatigues I try to go out of my way and say 'Thankyou."

Really beautifuland heartfelt.
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At the Crossroads of Infinity

4 posted 01-07-2008 01:20 PM       View Profile for effjayel   Email effjayel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for effjayel

Many thanks Tom & Clang...I know what you mean about tears Tom.You know, it was not hard for me to sit & listen to Alec's tales and I know he appreciated that I did so. It seemed the least I could do after what He did for me and the rest of the allied forces. He was prepared to die for the likes of me which I find so humbling....nowadays, unfortunately some people would not even cross the street to pick you up if you fell over ( they might come over to rob your cell phone, Mp3 player etc, but to offer help, for nothing? perish the thought....)  Clang, I remember when I was younger, I used to let myself into my Grans house using the key that was attached to a length of string inside the mailbox.which was rather pointless because the rear door was unlocked anyway! Alec was very astute & what I found so amazing was that he bore no animosity towards the people who used to laugh at him in the home..he was so appreciative of my "taking the trouble" to push him out into the sunlight to share a smoke & chat to him whilst my Gran was sleeping.
Not wanting to wish the likes of WW1 & 2 back into our lives,sad to say His like will probably never be seen again ( no disrespect to the boys currently in Iraq etc)He was a Gentlman & I was proud to have had the chance to meet & talk to Him....I have 2 rituals I perform every year.  1: In November, I always buy a Poppy & give money in memory of my Father ( and now Alec) and 2:At xmas I always put money into the tin of the homeless. Because 1: without Alec & my Dad and their buddies I might not be here( and certainly not have english as my mother tongue)  & 2: I could one day end up there... Clang your Mother does a valuable and worthwhile job, please thank Her for me, and next time you thank a guy in fatigues, tell Him I said thanks as well....



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5 posted 01-07-2008 01:30 PM       View Profile for TomMark   Email TomMark   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for TomMark

Those wonderful hearts!!!!!
Thank you for sharing the poem and the story and your wonderful comments directly from heart.
have a good day!!!!
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At the Crossroads of Infinity

6 posted 01-07-2008 01:41 PM       View Profile for effjayel   Email effjayel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for effjayel

Tom, my day just got better with the wonderful responses to my 'effort' it fair makes me old 'art, if we can just get those feelings to spread amongst the people we touch, there may just be hope for our kids & the ones we must all leave behind when we meet up with Alec and his comrades in the sunkissed meadows high above....Thank you sincerely,

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7 posted 01-07-2008 02:04 PM       View Profile for JamesMichael   Email JamesMichael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JamesMichael

You have shared his wonderful story well...yes it is sad that even if a couple fall in love and enjoy many years of wedded happiness, most of the time one will pass away before the other, and the remaining one is left with all the memories, good or this mans situation he seemed to have many wonderful memories to hold onto...and that was a blessing for him...James
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Forever In Your Heart

8 posted 01-09-2008 12:03 PM       View Profile for A Romantic Heart   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for A Romantic Heart

now this is heartfelt poetry, it takes a great writer to put your self in anothers shoes, and feel and see through their eyes, I enjoyed the whole piece.

I have said many times that there are books and books to be written in nursing homes,
and how I wanted to take a voice recorder and record all the stories that are fading away from us and put them in a book...
I love to just sit and listen to others tell their stories...I have done this since I was a little girl, visiting my aunts, uncles, and grandparents...

You know you're in love, when you can't fall asleep,because reality is finally better than your dream~Dr.Seuss
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9 posted 01-09-2008 12:41 PM       View Profile for HopeS   Email HopeS   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit HopeS's Home Page   View IP for HopeS

So touching and heartfelt , sounds like a similar story of my Dad , my Mum gave birth to my brother while Dad was at war and he just died in a nursing home recently


My son also works in a nursing home and often sits and listens to the residents reminiscing
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So. El Monte, California

10 posted 01-09-2008 01:26 PM       View Profile for Marchmadness   Email Marchmadness   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Marchmadness

Beautiful sad story, Effjayel. Some stories need to be told.
Roniece Dawson-Bruce
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Sydney, Australia

11 posted 01-09-2008 08:19 PM       View Profile for Roniece Dawson-Bruce   Email Roniece Dawson-Bruce   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Roniece Dawson-Bruce

John... this is a wonderful lucky Alec was able to share his life with you ... sad, heartwrenching write... love RDB

Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight.........

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12 posted 10-12-2010 09:08 PM       View Profile for Earl Brinkman   Email Earl Brinkman   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Earl Brinkman

Effjayel, it was very kind of you to write this poem.  I could understand the man`s frustration at the way things turned out late in life.  But the years that he did have with his girl were indeed precious.
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