The Girl's at the Window's Story

The Girl at the Window By Carrietta Williams

The night touches her like a lover's tender caress
She sees the stars dancing to melodies forgotten by man
Hearing the sweet and sad notes of the forgotten song
Lifting the soul up into the clouds above and letting it cry its own sad song
Washing the bittersweet tears of lost love onto lovers in the street
Telling a story of life and the truth of life and love
Of a love gone now, never to return again

She was but a child back then, He was older
He swept her away in a flight of dreams and heartaches
They married in a little country church full of light and song
Two months wed, war shatters the honeymooning world
One month gone off to war the doctor says "Congratulations"
Celebrating the day she wed but a year ago today by bring a new life into this warring world

The forbearing knocks at the door bringing the telegram messenger in
Killed in action the telegram reads he died bravely it tells
Not much comfort on an eighteenth birthday of a girl wanting her boy
She slips inside from the window as she hears her baby crying
Inside she is crying too, she tries not but three tear drops roll down her cheek
One for love lost, one for her boy never to return, one for her baby never to know her boy