I Said I’d Be Home For Christmas – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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I Said I’d Be Home For Christmas

I heard it before I saw it,
an ancient sound,
a single engine piper,
that was in descent to the frozen field,
then I saw it,
bright yellow,
it yawed to one side as it hit the snow,
and corrected to a fine halt.
Some old guy clambered out,
a picture of an era gone,
leather bomber jacket
straight out of 42.
My mother holding the door frame,
gasped,
they threw themselves at each other
with sobs and kisses,
the long silence punctuated with:
secret ops,
Burma,
hopelessly lost,
but I said I’d be home for Christmas,
Honey, she said,
its ten years gone,
Well, he said,
a promise is a promise.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

 

Paul, pvcann.com

 

40 Comments

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40 responses to “I Said I’d Be Home For Christmas – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. This is beautiful…and sad…or maybe its just me..

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  2. I love the images in your poem. I bet you this one would sound good read aloud.

    Liked by 6 people

  3. Wow

    Reblogging to my sister site Timeless Wisdoms

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  5. That is a beautiful sight to behold, Paul.

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  6. A promise is a promise! ❤️

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  8. You did an outstanding job, Paul. I’m glad I asked you for it!!!

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  9. powerful and profound so glad GP requested it, you did well!

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  10. This is wonderful and heartwarming.

    Liked by 2 people

  11. lync56

    What a beautiful narrative poem – I was drawn right into the story – you left it with us wanting to know the rest of the story – a book ????

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  12. The title reminded me on a story told by my father once. His brother went home from war just for a Little vacation. He told him: I won’t come back.Two weeks later he died. He knew there was no chance to survive.

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