A Soldier's Love
Fighting day by day,
sleeping 3 hours a night
to him the world is a stage
on which he suffers constant fright
the guns all blasting
the cannons blow
a letter from his wife
to be read down low
he quickly writes back
his helmet a shell
'with love' he seals it
although he's in hell
through the door he goes
dropping the letter in the mail
a gun shoots off
and they hear him wail
another letter home
is destined to sail
'I'm sorry ma'am'
approaches a man through the hail
your husband is dead
shot down by the gun
I'm terribly sorry
for all the missed fun
the wife will never forget
that last day she saw him
now she regrets
not acting on whim
he's gone forever
all thats left is a glove
and a letter, solemnly sealed
'from your sweet soldier, with love'
By
© 2003
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