The Last Waltz

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In the Corn Exchange
The band played
“Now is the hour”
We danced the last waltz
I walked her home
We kissed goodbye
On the troopship
I sailed away
Six hundred nights
I dreamed
Of the last waltz
And the goodbye kiss
On a troopship
I sailed home
In the Corn Exchange
The band played
I didn’t dance
The last waltz
I walked home alone

Bill Underwood

From the series “National Service poems 1947-1949 by Bill Underwood “

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