Yes, an English rose is magnificent for it possesses a regal
lushness that opens the heart, but its true beauty-
its deep seeded secret- is how well it thrives on foreign soils.
G allantly wooed, she became quite beguiled,
R evered soldier lost his heart, overseas.
A ir raids and firestorms, moments fragile,
N ooks hid the young lovers, defiantly.
W hen he proposed, she turned, wept silently,
A nguished, behind black drapes* prayed a new bride,
S irens would scream, bombs made hellish banshees...
A nd the torment replayed each eventide.
C adence of passion mutes all noise hostile,
A dversity bonds, two soon would be three,
N ow far from his side, our rose was exiled*,
A t dawn left his red-eyed evacuee.
D ivided, and yet love was mailed daily,
I solated by miles of vast countryside,
A fter a short time, their son came to be,
N ightly, his father touched pictures with pride.
W hile he defended her Beloved isle,
A nxiously, she boarded the Queen Mary*,
R ocking her scared boy, each gale was reviled . . .
B ut on Pier 21* he clapped, happy,
R ain veiled train* windows, homesick was she.
I t took two winters 'til she heard his stride,
D ear that December, Oh, sweet unity!
E vermore one, their love never died.
*During WWII, Germany's bombing strategy of London, known as the Blitz,
made it mandatory to draw black curtains at night to hide lights which were
targetted by bombers. Children and pregnant women where evacuated from
London to rural areas of England, where they stayed with host families.
The Queen Mary was one of the more notable ships which carried war brides
to Canada. War brides arrived at Pier 21 in Halifax, Nova Scotia before
boarding trains, known as "Diaper Specials" The immigration of war
brides to Canada was known as 'Operation Daddy".
**By Cyndi MacMillan, For Constance’s "Write It Deep And Dramatic, Please " Contest. This poem is both acrostic and 3 (divided) Hutains.
***Dedicated to a true English Rose, Florence Gordon, my grandmother and a war bride.