Tom was born in 1942

With eyes of blue

And the doctors said that his birth was far too fast

His heart stopped twice

But yet he survived

As he took his first breathe

His mother took her last

And his father knew that he wasn’t to blame

But he never quite looked at Tom the same after that

And he rarely spoke about her

But when he did

He said your mother used to say this

When the skies are looking bad my dear

And your heart's lost all it’s hope

After dawn there will be sunshine

And all the dust will go

Skies will clear my darling

I’ll wake up with the one I love the most

And in the morning, I’ll make you up

Some tea and toast



When we met through a friend

Who introduced them

The first thing Tom said was "Would you like to dance?"

They moved with each other and when the music got slower

He said "Don’t let go of my hand"

He said "It’s only polite if I ask you tonight

Would it be alright, if I could walk you home?"

That night he told her of his birth

And said when it hurt

He thought about what his mother said about tea and toast



Two quick years they went by

They were side by side

And without a plan, they conceived a little child

He said "Women I love you and this you know

But I only have enough for our food and clothes

But I love you and this baby

Until the day that I die"

She said "We’ll take care of this little life

And we’ll fall in love with her baby blue eyes

And we’ll be alright from some advice that I know"

She said I never got to meet her

But if I did, I’m sure your mother would have said this

When the skies are looking bad my dear

And your heart's lost all it’s hope

After dawn there will be sunshine

And all the dust will go

Skies