Day 19 NaPoWriMo. Switzerland. A love story. My friend, Susan, owner of Clear Focus Media, told me the story of her grandparents. Her grandfather came to American from Switzerland (Helvetia) working as a Yodeling waiter at the 1933 World’s Fair in Chicago to earn money to bring over his fiancé. She arrived a year later. Although she had packed a wedding dress, they married right on the platform, still in her traveling clothes.
This beautiful stamp in the theme of “torches” commemorates the independence of the Swiss Confederation. Enjoy the poem.
Flame of Love
Would you work so hard for love?
Would you toil
and wait for love?
Love that endures a year apart
Love that endures a world apart.
World you keep lit the flame,
carry the torch in your pocket
never losing sight of your purpose,
never distracted or temped?
Would you tend love?
Would you always work for love?
Would you protect love
from the ravages of plenty
and the struggles of lean?
Would you never lose sight of your purpose?
Would you always keep lit the flame
and hold it precious
until death do you part?