Postcards
Wish you were here
this faded vintage high street
echoes ancestral voices
where grandparents used to meet
and our story found her feet.
Words etched in practised handwriting
a message from a million miles away
we haven't heard from you in a long while
and wonder if you got caught in the fray.
Postcards
Wish you were here
this faded vintage high street
echoes ancestral voices
where grandparents used to meet
and our story found her feet.
Are you with your travelling soldier?
Are the boys enjoying the continent?
Your empty chair has gathered the cats fur
and the clock has dragged itself to Advent.
Postcards
Wish you were here
Sorry it's been so long,
I found your last message in my coat.
Charlie Ann Alford 