The Christmas Party

We were having a nice party lots of happiness and cheer Lots of food and stout and spirits many different brands of beer We were feasting and making merry Christmas comes but once a year And Christmas is a festive season and to tradition we adhere. Charmeen did not seem so happy she seemed down a bit tonight She was drinking wine her favourite and her favourite wine is white Perhaps she had one too many wine can go straight to the head What's the matter with you Charmeen? just a little tired she said. Suddenly she started sobbing tears she could no longer choke Tears for years that welled within her through the dams that held them broke And we felt moved at what we'd witnessed and merry making was cut brief And we could only watch in silence at her outpouring of grief. Margaret put her arms around her what's the matter with you dear That white wine you drink is strong stuff it is stronger far than beer Wipe your tears away dear Charmeen 'i've a hankie i can spare' And it will ease some of your burden if your sorrows you will share. Charmeen regained her composure and we waited till she spoke I am sorry, i am sorry but my heart is almost broke I was happy as a young girl in my homeland in Vietnam But my happiness all ended when the awful war began. I have not forgot that morning when the foreign soldiers came Took my father and two uncles 'they were free of any blame' And their planes came two days later and the hills around did burn And my father and two uncles never to us did return. Two years later my only brother trod on a hidden landmine And his death was almost instant for months mum did grieve and pine And she passed on two years later she had took all she could take War can be so very awful it can cause so much heart break. I have spoiled your night i'm sorry very sorry Charmeen said Margaret's right the wine is stronger and it went straight to my head I am sorry i must leave you a good sleep will make me right And as she stood to leave and donned her coat her parting words 'good night'. 'No' she did not spoil our party as the party carried on But i thought of that poor woman and her past from her not gone War had brought to her a sorrow that she still carries today And her awful past still with her and her past won't go away