by Esther Mills

Created on: November 02, 2010   Last Updated: November 04, 2010

Fought for my baby's freedom in the war,

Returning only to find her grown and

Engaged to a man who stole her freedom more

Each day.  Her husband now.  I could have

Died defending her from foreign harm, but the marks

On her come from friendly fire.  The war is over, and

My pistol cannot trade my freedom for hers.

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