He kept my heart…

In August I went on holiday,
To a wondrous far off land,
I met strangers on the beach,
Where I lay in the sand.

One night I went out,
With my brother and some friends,
We stayed out all night long,
But this was hardly the end.

Each night I stayed out,
With one special man,
He knew that I loved him,
More than anyone can.

He told be he’d write,
From that day that I went,
He’d write to my heart,
And that letter, he sent.

He kept my heart with him in Africa,
He keeps it close, to hand, to carry,
I’ll never forget you,
My sweet honey Harreh.