Because there may be no tomorrow This will be our wedding night And you will wear a wedding shirt We have had no time for marriage As the world around has betrayed us
Standing before me in a haze of light You look perfect in a veil of cotton It's as if I have been given an angel So come to our bed of love Before the war starts again tomorrow
Get love while you can; eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we all may perish...that sort of thing, eh? I'd advise my daughter to hold out and if he returns from battle he'll have won her hand and heart by valor. If not, she can die with her virtue in tact and won't be stuck raising a child on her own. My oldest waited until she was thirty to get married. By that time she had traveled half the globe and enjoyed her youth. But she eventually married a good man and gave me three beautiful grandchildren. He actually called me and asked for her hand which I thought most honorable.
Carp diem. We only have now. No time to waste for who knows if there will be a tomorrow solely because the powers that be want to play god.
Much enjoyed.
Looking at this piece from my point of view, I think it's talking to me in a particular dimension that seems like a critical advice.
It's ringing in my head and sounding in my heart that I have to seize every opportunity that I ever come across.
No wasting of time, no tardiness because that kind of chance may never come again.
Secondly, it's telling me that I have to do the right thing at the right time and never to procrastinate. No one ever know what encompasses tomorrow.
What a wonderful writing is this piece! Crying clear and loud to those who have ear.
You have written an age old story of going off to war and leaving a loved one behind never knowing if you will return. There is no time for a wedding but you words make it a special night together. My wifes grandfather went off to D Day and left a baby that he would never see.
Your poem shows how its the everyman that suffers.
Well done Leigh!
Alan