Chocks Away, Chaps
Thinking of my mother passing at 2:30 AM today,
I keep looking at the happy wedding photographs
from seventy-five years ago: all those uniforms!
Woollen gray of the Royal Air Force: Dad rakish
sergeant in the RAF medical corps, khaki jackets
of my Mum's fellow Auxiliary Territorial Service pals.
My Mum's Joan Crawford-plucked eyebrows;
Dad pulled her into the seclusion of the limo.
Christopher T. George
Gordon B. George and Yoria Matchett George,
St. Anne's Church, Aigburth, Liverpool,
February 22, 1945


Reply With Quote

Bookmarks