I wrote a letter to my luve
An’ posted it yestreen,
In lile red pillar box ‘at stands
Nigh Wesdale village green,
I watched t’ owd postman wi’ his hay-
Collect it; t’ hour was three;
An’ then I walked home thinkin’ on
It goin’ ower-sea.
One amang hundreds, on a ship
Steamin’ five weeks or more
Thro’ weather fair, thro’ weather foul
To a far furrin shore.
At port a man will call for it
An’ ride wiv it a week
By forest an’ by mountain tracks
Where rafflin’* torrents shriek,
An’ when he sees a wooden shack
But guarded by a setter,
He will dismount an’ cry aloud
“Hi, Jim, thoo’s got a letter.”
That neet, t’ owd dog, Jim an’ his pal
Will hear my news of t’ dale
An’ Jim will say for t’ hundredth time
“I knew she wuddent fail.”
(Dorothy Una Ratcliffe)
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