Tuesday, 11 November 2025

Loss

 


A couple sang this song at the folk club on Sunday for Remembrance. Harvey Andrews wrote this about his great Aunt who lost her fiance in WWI. A photo of him hung on the wall which, over the years, had been destroyed by sunlight. Over the last 30 years she had lost her sight so when she asked everyone always reassured her that her beloved was still smiling down upon her. It's very moving, but not very  well known.


Arilx

 


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