Back in August 2014 Geoff at TanGental gave his page over to the ‘Archaeologist,’ his brother, to do a guest post. The post was called “What happened next ?” It is a beautiful post about a correspondence between two young people on the eve of WW1 . The Archaeologist lays out what was said in a post card from H to Miss Parry Jones, he then asks what happens next. It is a wonderful post. Do go and read the Archaeologist’s post and think about what might of happened to these two young people in that historic era.
Below is the reply I sent to the post. I have fallen for H and Miss Parry Jones and here I want to share my story with you.
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Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H
They had one last chance to meet before their world would change.
Both would be thrown into the maelstrom of war, where every thing was strange.
He was for the trenches bound, though this he did not yet know
While she, Miss Parry Jones, her world turned upside down into a factory would go.
Young H would carry his gun, at first with pride. Before he, terrified, lost his youth.
Miss Parry Jones watched her fingers turn yellow from using TNT though she never knew the truth.
Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H
In love they corresponded back and forth from Brighton to France
They both fought tiredness and hunger while fate led them a merry dance.
Their letters filled with their private code hid their love and fears
Both wept alone in the cold and dark and drank deep of bitter tears.
Mud and blood and noise finally took H’s mind
He got his ticket back to Blighty leaving the trench horrors behind.
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Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H
She went to the munition factory for her shift every night
While H was being brought home a gibbering wreck, deaf and with no sight.
Miss Parry Jones knew her man was returning home, this filled her heart with joy.
God was looking elsewhere when she dropped a shell,her dying words where for H, her boy.
H loved the bones of Miss Parry Jones sadly that was all that he came home to.
He did recover in body though never in his mind. He lost his lovely girl.Their moments together too few.
Miss Parry Jones loved the bones of H.
willowdot21 
