~WWI WOUNDED~

Who are you, son?

What is your name?

My, such a shame,

He won't be the same.

Where am I, nurse?

And who on earth am I?

Where is my friend?

Is he here? Did he die?

Rest, now, my dear

and I will sit here

and we two will wait

for your memory to clear

You'll be just fine

Just wait and see ~

Tomorrow, you can sit

'neath the sheltering tree...

Somewhere in England,

a mother must wait

for the casualty lists,

to learn of his fate.

Somewhere in France,

a young soldier dreams

while a nurse stands her watch

and a gray seagull screams.

Christina 9/16/07