A Letter from No Man's Land

A modern interpretation of the 1918 song "A Letter from No Man's Land" by Harold B. Freeman.

Time Period: The Great War/ WW1
Original lyrics:

A little gray mother sat all alone
Dreaming the hours away
She’d given her youngster to Uncle Sam
To fight for the U.S.A

And they came a ring at the doorbell
The postman had left a note
She vanished her fears
And she smiled thro’ her tears
At the simple words he wrote.

Perhaps all the words were not spell’d right
Or the meaning not very clear
A frayed little scrawl, but she read it all

It started with Mother dear:
But she didn’t cry at the lines that he penned
She felt mighty proud that his life she could lend,
And she kissed each cross, there at the end
Of a letter from no Man’s Land

A beautiful smile came upon her face,
Driving the tears away
And faith came again to her lonesome life
The dawn of a brighter day

Her whole heart and soul seemed to miss him
She whispered a prayer to God
P’raps that tender notes,
That her soldier boy wrote,
Was for her enough reward.