I wrote his poem in 13 minutes after watching a 1975 production summing up a 26 part documentary on the 2nd world war. The letter was penned in 1943 by a young RAF pilot to his wife days before he was killed. The letter was 2 pages long, still in it's original form - the reader's hands slightly shaking with emotion as he narrated the 3 miniute tome.
Struck down by the sheer lack of guile and unbridled love for the sweetheart of his life, I was deeply touched this day by the feeling - sent with such intimacy - and the ability of those emotions to travel such time and distance to me -now.
Keep in mind this letter was the last thing said at the end of 15 hour production on the most brutal time in the history of humankind.
I give you
Yours Forever
Yours Forever
How it must feel - never to be loved
Nay a mothers touch or a lover for the ages - or a time
Sweet waves crashing, a late spring breeze
Beyond description
Yet we write
And sing
And cry...for love
The tides and the winds
Do as they have done
Building - eroding
Pushing - pulling
Us ...from love
Yet we know it - we seek it
Nothing else has it
We should be
Could be
Are
Loved
