Mum's War Poem by VICTORIA GEORGE

My mother had a lovely war
Best time of her life
The months and days of ‘44
‘fore she became a wife

She met a varied mixed array
Of handsome virile men
All down the Crickle-wood Palais
As it was known back then

She knew a lot of guys back then
Amongst them lots of yanks
For all these US servicemen
Hitler has her thanks

She was a young and pretty gal
A mere slip of sixteen
Friday nights she had a ball
She was the Palais queen

The band would play ‘Ships Ahoy’
When she came through the door
She danced with every single boy
Upon that bright dance floor

Now mum is nearly eighty years
With good memory she is blessed
Remembering with joyful tears
When she was dancehall princess

copyright Victoria George