File:Bernard Freeman Trotter - A Kiss

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She kissed me when she said good-bye- A child's kiss, neither bold nor shy.

We had met but a few short summer hours; Talked of the sun, the wind, the flowers,

Sports and people; had rambled through A casual catchy song or two,

And walked with arms linked to the car By the light of a single misty star.

(It was war-time, you see, and the streets were dark Lest the ravishing Hun should find a mark.)

And so we turned to say good-bye; But somehow or other, I don't know why,

-Perhaps `t was the feel of the khaki coat (She'd a brother in Flanders then) that smote

Her heart with a sudden tenderness Which issued in that swift caress-

Somehow, to her, at any rate A mere hand-clasp seemed inadequate;

And so she lifted her dewey face And kissed me-but without a trace

Of passion,-and we said good-bye… A child's kiss,…neither bold nor shy.

My friend, I like you-it seemed to say- Here's to our meeting again some day!

Some happier day… Goodbye.

Bernard Freeman Trotter

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