by Faron

Created on: October 24, 2008

Letter to my soldier

All the words I can not find
My eternal soul doth cry
Paper and pen can not hold
For love is to great
For distance and time

I stay steadfast
In love and strength
But in the still of night
For just a moment
As I look into her crib
A sleeping form of angelic innocence
I hear the giggles of a baby girl
You've never known

Suddenly the stars
Don't seem so romantic
But rather a tragic assembly
Of lovers souls
Hung in the balance of time
Separated for all eternity by space

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