Loving A Sailor Poem by Laura Anne

Loving A Sailor

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Loving a sailor is a high price to pay
Loving him is truly hard when he’s away
It’s being alone with nothing to hold
It’s being young, but feeling old
It’s having him whisper his love for you
It’s whispering back that you love him too
There comes a kiss and a promise for more
As his ship slowly glides away from shore
Reluctantly, painfully, letting him go
While your insides are dying from wanting him so
Watching him leave with eyes full of tears
Standing alone with your hopes, dreams and fears
It’s sending a letter with the stamp upside down
To a far away love, in a far away town
It’s going to church to kneel and pray
And really meaning the things that you say
Being in love will foster your dreams
Days go by
No mail for a spell, you wait for some word
To hear that’s he’s well
Then a letter arrives and you’re given in
To open his letter and read it with a grin
Yes, he is well and misses you so
And fill with love you wanted to know
Weeks are like months
And months are like years
You wait for the day when you’ll have no more fears
Days go by slowly how many have passed
Yes, loving a sailor brings bitterness and fears
Loneliness, sadness despondent years
Loving a sailor isn’t much fun
But it’s worth the price when the battle is won
And remember he is thinking of you everyday
He’s sad and he’s lonely while so far away
Be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye
Your man’s a seafarer like that old ancient trader
It’s a high price to pay for loving a sailor.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chad Dunkerly 25 May 2022

I know the comment was months ago...but does anyone know the magazine this was in in 1955. My grandmother recently passed, and I found a hand typed poem with alot of these words. I would like to see if it was her that wrote the original

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Willie Branch 02 October 2019

You didn’t write this poem in 2008, it was written in in ‘70’s, that’s 1970’s during the Vietnam War.

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Lieselotte Hadden 16 October 2021

I saw this poem in 1955 in a woman's magazine.

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MAXWELL 30 June 2018

Am a sailor and am loved more even when am away

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