A lockdown tribute to Vera Lynn

I posted this on VE day. Thought it was appropriate to post it again as a tribute to Vera Lynn who died today at the age of 103.

I learned today from my friend Mel’s blog (Mel’s Meanderings – check it out) that the bluebirds in the song, “There’ll be bluebirds over the white cliffs of Dover …” are a reference not to the mythical bluebird at all but to the men in blue in the RAF.  Who knew? It makes the song even more poignant.

Here’s “We’ll Meet Again” with some new words of mine to that lovely, evocative old song. With thanks to Dame Vera Lynn.

 

We’ll eat out again

Don’t know where

Don’t know when

But we’ll eat out again

Some sunny day

 

We’ll go to theatres too

Just like we used to do

Once we’re allowed

back on the motorway

 

Please say hello

To the hairdresser I know

Tell her my hair’s quite long

And if you should see

Anyone that knows me

You can sing them this song

 

We’ll hug again

Don’t know where

Don’t know when

But I know we’ll hug again

Some sunny day

 

We’ll shake hands too

And I’ll stand right next to you

When the blue skies

Chase these dark clouds far away

 

And when our loved ones die

We’ll be there to say goodbye

Just like we used to do

 

We’ll meet again

Don’t know where

Don’t know when

But I know we’ll meet again

Some sunny day

 

Maybe some day next year

We’ll gather without fear

Although that day

may be very far away

 

Although it’s hard for me and you

With loved ones dying too

But we know this thing

will one day go away

 

When our grandchildren have grown

And have children of their own

You can sing them this song

 

So will you please hug hello

To the family we know

Tell them we miss them so

Tell them it won’t be long

 

Till we meet again

Don’t know where

Don’t know when

But I know we’ll meet again

Some sunny day

 

 

 

 

 

© Andrea Neidle, My Life in Poems

 

 

2 thoughts on “A lockdown tribute to Vera Lynn

  1. I had no idea the “Bluebirds” were the RAF, thank you for that and for the poem. My Dad was a rear air gunner in the RAF. XX

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