By the Window She Waits

She stands by the window Looking out over the blue For soon he will sail home He lover oh so true It was many weeks ago From Valletta harbour he sailed For the Atlantic cause Following the convoy trail From its industrial ports On America's east coast The war efforts cargo Must never be lost Tankers and freight Ammunition and foods To serve the heroic As we deservedly should Corvette's on the peripheral Scouting for the packs For these demons from the deep And their torpedo attacks Action stations As the packs are discovered Sonar kicks in For the depth charge shower The surface explodes In showers of spray As lookouts view Any debris display The sighting of bubbles And traces of oil One of the wolves is maimed Another statistic war spoil Days pass As Liverpool is reached A rare sight indeed For a convoy not breached This Corvette of the brave And the hero's who have manned Continue on their journey To the North African lands By the Bay Of Biscay Into the Gibraltar Straights Down the Mediterranean To Valletta where she waits http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-9.php