A WWII Treat

 

There’s magic in the air tonight
and it’s transformed my Mum
into someone from a fairy tale.
She’s going dancing with Dad.
He came home on a 24 hour pass –
has to go back in the morning.
Mum put her hair up, made up her face,
put on her posh pre-war frock –
fine black silk velvet, princess line
with bare back and a flare at the hem
that swishes and swirls as she moves.
Dad wears Airforce blue.
They give us a whirl to show their skill,
and set off in a waft of Evening in Paris
to have some  fun.

Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryout this week has a theme of clothing, giving lots of leeway, so there’ll be some interesting poetry if you pop in here  Evening in Paris was a popular cheap scent in the 40’s.  I wonder if it can still be found.

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8 Responses to A WWII Treat

  1. margo roby says:

    The scene is vivid and moves because, as you said, you dashed it down. That suits. I can feel the moment.

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  2. whimsygizmo says:

    This is gorgeous, Viv.
    My parents were married 50 years two summers ago, and for a little family gathering, I gathered photos. One of them in their courting days just tickled me pink…to see my amazing nothin’-but-bluejeans-now Mama in a party dress, and my handsome Daddy in Airforce blues. Sigh. Thank you for bringing back this memory. Lovely.

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  3. Sigh and goosebumps, Viv…this is exquisite, truly. 🙂

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  4. THIS is the lovely memory 😀

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  5. Lovely memory, Viv. I feel as though I was there with you. Sigh.

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  6. Misky says:

    Oh gosh, I do love this. It’s just wonderful.

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