We were only beginning to enjoy our teenage years
When war broke out the unknown caused our parents tears
Our country needed us, we didn't hesitate at all
We joined the W.A.A.F. you and I looked smart, walked tall.
Dark grey silky bloomers, almost down to our knees
Woolly ones in the winter so we didn't freeze
Everything was rationed, even toilet tissue
One sheet per person per sitting was the total issue.
Sent here and there, obeying orders making new friends
Certainly had no worries about the latest trends
We loved and lost many times. Sometimes our hearts were broken
Top secrets were kept not a single word was spoken.
Those years helped us gain strength and sheer determination
Taught us how to deal with most any situation
Age is our problem now not everything seems to work
But one thing is for sure W.A.A.F. friendship is a perk.
Alice Anson (nee Gross) sent us in this poem, although she doesn't know the origin. Alice served in the WAAF during †he war and her story is told here.
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning we will remember
them. - Laurence
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