I sat there on the edge of the bed
Holding onto the old memories, that constantly went through my head
But always remember when we were just a bride and groom
I'd take the kids to his parents
And toghether they pray for his safe return
Sometimes I would break down when the kids would ask "when is dad coming home?"
i wish so dearly that I had an answer for each time they ask me
Every day the time seems to stand still
With the love in my heart for my man
But can't help but cry as i look at my band
I pray some days that he will come home safe from harm
I speak to god about my plan and wishes
As I stand and cry while doing the dishes
I try my best to hold it together
Doing all I can just to love one man
The kids sound asleep
I then lay down and began to weep
But knowing that he will be home
I would try to make up the time that was lost
And so thank full that he didn't pay the cost.
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Little Shit (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Beatyful ryming, right out of your heart...
loved it
thanx..i got realy bord and found out that my bf is leaving for the army...
Really well written, clear and bluntly put. Why must there be war when it only causes more suffering than before?
thanx.. i agree to..its totaly not worth it..not to menchin the land scaping which was once ever so beautiful is not a horror waste land...
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