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The story of a WW1 girl being evacuated due to the war. Written originally by Roma Ryan.

Submitted:Nov 29, 2010    Reads: 41    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   

Each time on my leaving home
I run back to my mother's arms,
one last hold and then it's over.

Watching me, you know I cry,
you wave a kiss to say goodbye,
Feel the sky fall down upon me!

All I am,
a child with promises
All I have
are miles full of promises of home.

If only I could stay with you,
my train moves on, you're gone from view,
Now I must wait until it's over.

Days will pass, your words to me,
it seems so long; eternity,
but I must wait and then it's over.


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