it was thousands of miles
from Newark to Normandy
it was a hundred years
between him and Peggy Ann
a three-quarter moon
sheltered him from the darkness
Peg sheltered him from the stillness
with pink lemonade, a promise
a phonograph playing Harry James
as Al played out his future
in between the scent of Peggy Ann
the memory of D-Day
"You know Peg every time I saw a pin-up of Betty Grable I thought of you.
I thought, my Peggy Ann is much prettier than even Betty Grable. And I
told all the guys that too...they were jealous."
"Oh Al, I am so glad the war is over. So glad that you came home to me."
"Let's not talk about the war Peg"....He cocked his knee turned to
look straight at her. "Now tell me again, how many
kids should we have Peg, three or four maybe?"
"Two boys, two girls...that would be perfect, wouldn't it?..More lemonade?
"Sure that would be nice."
"What should I put on the phono next Al?"
"How about Bing's... Moonlight Becomes You...."
"You got it Al"
It was thousands of miles from Newark to Normandy....