Hanging Out The Flags

I’m going to hang out the flags

Not for any royals or ships I see

But because he’s coming home for tea

He fights for you, me and him

He doesn’t have a quest for gold

And there’s no manifesto on which he’s sold

We’ve only got a short time together

Before he heads back on that flight

Completely oblivious to my plight.

Little Ginge x

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