Thank you, dear, so far away,
For your welcome letter;
Yes, it only came today–
Tonight I’m feeling better.
Little things we used to share,
Things we did together–
Only letters can compare,
They’re our only tether.
I was careless then, I fear,
A kind of song-and-dancer–
I’ve something now to live for, dear:
DON’T FORGET TO ANSWER!
10-8-1942
Revised 9-3-43:
Thank you, dear, so far away,
For your welcome letter;
Yes, it only came today–
Tonight I’m feeling better.
Little things we used to share,
Times we had together–
Letters fill the gap from there,
Till this storm we weather.
I was, before the time of strife,
A kind of song-and-dancer;
I’ve since, though, found an aim in life:
Our letters, dear–please answer!
by Ray Romine Thursday, October 8, 1942
