I've arrived. It's been a long day
And you feel so terribly far, far away.
The journey was splendid, the things that I've seen
Are wonderful, and the fields; so green.
You'd love it Mum, oh how I wish you were here.
Please will you visit me later this year?
The air smells so odd; they all call it 'fresh'
If no-one had told me, I don't think I'd guess!
But don't worry Mum: the people I'm with
Are so kind, despite having little to give.
I've got to go now, give my love to Fluff
I'm fine Mum, like Dad said, we've got to be tough!
All my love from Billy
An evacuee's postcard home is a great subject for a poem, as it gives an opportunity to hint at lots of emotion and behaviour. In this example the poem hints at the stiff upper lip attitude, as well as the boy's eagerness to reassure Mum. From the comments about the journey etc the city boy has never experienced country air, or green fields, and has had to leave a pet of some kind behind too. The address gives an opportunity for some word play too. Why not try writing your own evacuee poems. Don't forget that you don't have to rhyme!