Brummet's Conscious Blog

Poetry Time This monthly series began more than a decade ago in an effort to encourage the joys of poetry. Here we celebrate other poet's work, as well as our own. If you would like to submit, simply visit the  ABOUT  page for guidelines & contact information. A WAR-TIME LOVE They met at the dance In the old church hall, She was pretty and petite He was handsome and tall. Folks may laugh about Love at first sight, For him and for her, It happened that night.  Her heart skipped a beat As he came thru the door In his Air Force blue On leave from the war. He crossed the room,  Their eyes met,  A magic moment They'd never forget. He said: " I'm Bob ", She Said, " I'm Louise ". He felt shaky, Weak in the knees. He thought to himself, How can this be? Then softly he said, " Please dance with me ". They danced every dance,  He held her so tight, Somehow they both knew It was only for tonight.  Her head on his shoulder, His lips brushed her hai...