I wonder where he is?

I wonder where he is? Twilight. The sky is filled with droning ... droning ... Bombers are going out— I wonder where he is "—my Peter!" He too is going out somewhere— —now. Laughing— yes, laughing of course! With his boys. Jock, his gunner, Dave the Australian, Poker Face—second pilot and Shorty- the imperturbable: Cup o'cawffee, sir? To think, Last week he was home; The stories he told of them ...... and the old kite— 'Peter's Delivery Van!' Good luck to them—all. Baby's asleep, Peter. Some day— Some day You'll come home for good May that day be soon.