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Based off a letter my Grandmother wrote to my Grandfather, back In 1969 |
| I picked up a letter from my grandma to grandpa The summer of 69’ in Vietnam And all she had to share was love Dear John, my love I love you The kids are well, we’re doing fine Darling how are you? She spoke of days in Devonport Of weekends down at the bluff She learnt to change a tyre one day When it punctured on a rock Dear John, My love I miss you The kids are growing so fast these days Looking more and more like you She took the kids to the old gum tree The one John found when he was young They climbed up high and sat awhile She wrote, I swear each one wears your lovely smile Dear John, my love I’m missing you Every night when I turn out the lights I dream that I’m beside you, my love. |