Monday 5 November 2012

Sweet Marguerite

When I left those distant shores

I really tried to close the door

On the sights, smells and sounds

Torn men lying on the ground

But the through the years I came to find

My life had been shattered and left behind

There wasn't much left of me

To give to you ... Sweet Marguerite






Marguerite, I don't know why my love was in such short supply

Or why I drank away all promises I'd made

Oh Marguerite, I don't know why


Shadows from a war torn past 

They found their way to visit me

I tried to hold on hard and fast

To you and build a family

But demons raged within my head

And there were things I did and said

Oh how it breaks my heart

The hell I put you through sweetheart



Marguerite, I don't know why my love was in such short supply

Or why I drank away all the vows that we had made

Oh Marguerite, I don't know why



For over half a century 

You journeyed with uncertainty

You never knew what the day might bring

But still you wear my ring

And now one last time I leave you behind

But if God is good and God is kind

Surely he will let me wait ... for you at Heaven's gate


Marguerite, I don't know why my love was in such short supply

Or why I drank away

All the prayers that you had prayed

Marguerite,  I don't know why

My Sweet Marguerite I don't know why


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