V E Day, 2020

My mother took me to visit a neighbour

On our street corner.

The lady was very quiet.

She offered Mummy tea and a glass of milk for me.

With a chocolate cookie!


Then she sat down at her beautiful piano

And played a song for Mum.

On top of the piano,

Beside the photos of her 'soldier boy',

I saw a paper covered with water spots.


As we walked home I said, 'Mummy,

Why did Mrs. Gould leave her son's letter

Out in the rain?'

'Oh, Honey,' she replied,

'Those weren't raindrops.'


I didn't understand for a moment.

And then, I nearly tripped on the curb.

'Not raindrops? Oh!'

'Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!'

And Mummy took my hand.

Cynthia Buell Thomas May, 2020







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Hannah Collins

Tue 19th May 2020 09:16

Very moving.
Beautifully expresses the reality of war, amid the joy of VE Day, the terrible loss.


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Martin Elder

Sat 9th May 2020 22:48

Truly beautiful Cynthia

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Graham Sherwood

Fri 8th May 2020 16:10

Just one in a million little vignettes that easily encapsulate the sadness and poignancy of loss. A lovely sweet piece CBT!

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Greg Freeman

Fri 8th May 2020 14:20

Nicely put, Cynthia.

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