I Was Beautiful

I was beautiful, my Jackie told me so

But that was long ago, and far away

But I was beautiful; he was my soldier boy

We had one taste of joy, then they sent him away

And I was terrified, I sat up half my nights

The radio said the fights were terrible, many were slain

And then, that golden day, I answered the telephone

My soldier boy was home, home safe again

And we went to the pictures, and we went to the sea

We had a life of our own to live, my Jackie and me

Oh, the summers came and went, and the children grew

I was still beautiful to him and love was still new

We were older now, the children moved away

Then came the longed-for day when Jackie retired

At first, he seemed content, he did some gardening

There was a garden swing that he rewired

But as the time went by, he seemed to drift away

He found it hard to pay attention, his memory grew dim

The kids all rallied ‘round, they loved their daddy so

He didn’t seem to know, they were strangers to him

Though we’d been to the pictures, and we’d been to the sea

We’d had a life of our own to live, my Jackie and me

Oh, the summers had come and gone and the children grew

I was still beautiful to him and love was still new

I was terrified and I was all alone

The children had their homes; I know that’s life

And my soldier boy, who used to kiss my hands

Now fails to understand that I’m even his wife

He sits and stares at me, and there is nothing there

He doesn’t seem to care what happens to him or to me

But I was beautiful; he was my soldier boy

We had our taste of joy in my own memory

But did we go to the pictures; did we go to the sea

Did we have a life of our own, my Jackie and me

Oh, the summers came and went, and the children grew

Was I ever beautiful to him

Was love ever new

Was I ever beautiful to him

Was love ever new