My Dearest Eve, (1)
My darling girl; how short have we been apart, that quick leaving at the station, to join my countrymen in this war’s fight. Yet, the time of missing you is so drawn out, that each day is a length of a month.
I ask that you please relay my love to my parents and friends, that we are allowed one letter per the week and that mail is claimed by you, in my love for you. I also ask that you give your prayers my name’s mention, that my God watches over we young men, who face such danger.
I write, in love, to allow you the information that I have been moved in transit to a training camp near the coast. Whilst my comrades and I have been assured this war will not last long, I fear my missing your gentle voice and soft touch have more effect on me that the fear of fighting the ‘Boche’. I write this on the last of day’s light and lose my thoughts to you and your beauty.
I ask, dearest Eve, that you pray for me and, now, I sleep with you in sweet mind, your face is to be my escape from this hardness
I write, in love…
Forever Yours… Sam.
Do you enter my mind in a sweetest way
In soft comfort, to a joyous feeling’s prove
I think of you in a benefit of dear display
In emotion’s show, in an all-time’s groove
What happy bliss, time’s drifting wander
To think of you and lose the day’s mourn
Rove our past and, each day, grow fonder
I begin to reach towards each new dawn
Let me meet you in the night, to kiss you
To steal the hours in fantasy’s greeting
So that my tearful heart does not miss you
Your love keeps my heart, soft, beating
So we love the more, this time of our away
Do we come together, tight, in love’s display
My Dearest Sam,
I sit and read your words in the quietude of my room. How anxiouly I awaited these words I read. Though it has been two weeks, it seems time has stood still since last I saw you. I still see you wave goodbye as I close my eyes each night and miss you. Our farewell lay vividly upon my mind.
There are so many things to around to remind me of you. The cameo given to me on Christmas day by Mother and Father now holds a picture of you. It shall be worn each day to hold you close to my heart. Even the spring showers brings back fond memories of walking in the rain as an unexpected shower fell upon our stroll into town.
I shall give your parents your love and regards. I plan to visit them tomorrow and let them know how you are.
It is Sunday and this morn I have gone to the chapel. I have said my prayers for my love's safe return. I keep you safe from harm my love, within my thoughts and prayers. How I feel you in my heart this night as I hold you close, touched by your swet love.
Affectionly Yours, Eve
In the hush of night thoughts of you drift
Heartbeat awakens me when night is still
Sweet dreams of you now my nightly gift
There in dreams my empty arms you fill
This heart is but for you, until you return
Promises stand test of time within hearts
One more moment to treasure I so yearn
Let love remain strong whilst so far apart
Sending my love, let it brighten the gray
Hold it close when you miss me the most
Here mid the valley with love I shall stay
As my heart goes with you near the coast
Feel my love as you face each new dawn
Missing you every moment you are gone
MY DEAREST EVE (2)
My dearest Eve,
How heartening your letters are and filled with a sweetest love. Could I adore you more, would I burst in adoration. I would rather write of my love for you, yet must I relate the time’s happenings.
I do not tell you of hard times, for the training is more a sense of duty and my heart glows with patriotic pride. All I might write is that each slogged step of the route march is geared by my thoughts of you, in time with heartbeats.
How I miss those delightful summer evenings we spent, though, with a warmth of coming Spring buds my mind with happy thoughts of a time when we are together again.
Today, I found a poppy, as red as a jewel and I have pressed it tight in my journal, to bring home with me as a token of my love for you.
My thoughts are on you at all times and I count each hour. Night comes in a rush for sleep, we are so tired; yet I find time for my prayers and a kiss to your pictured face. Be well, dearest heart....
I leave you, in a comfort of mind, my lips in kiss to you.
My fondest love, Sam.
In a hard energy of time, to unhappy slog
Is there the happy thought of love’s waiting
As captain of this voyage do I pen ship’s log
Dear meet’s time is joy’s blissful celebration
No dark tunnel would lessen heart’s sighting
For my eyes would see beyond that view
To know an end of dark has love’s lighting
And frames in blaze, a golden glow of you
In constant warmth, have you my devotion
And heat of love leads winter into Spring
Close up sweet eyes and feel this emotion
Know what loved light does your love bring
What unkind winter can hold love in capture
When love’s heat wardrobe’s sweet rapture
With deepest love to you… Sam.
My Dearest Sam,
Reading your thoughts, I can not help but to wish you did not have this obligation. I know it has to be yet the harshness you endure my love tears at my heart. As I sit here within the coolness of the garden, thoughts of coming fragrances brings you close to me. It brings back to me a time of our first tender kiss as we sat one summer's eve.
An impending war was non existent. How quickly things change. I gather strength in knowing our love shall remain true and not change. I pray our separation is not long. How I miss your gentle ways.
As days becomes longer, I am reminded seasons change. My dear Sam, know when you feel the warmth of summer sun upon you, or the touch of autumn's falling leaves they touch you with my love. A love which shall remain true till all time expires.
My dog Penny patiently sits at my feet, she senses my loneliness. I think she misses the times we would walk her together. I say good night my love as thoughts of you wander here mid the garden. Forever you shall have my heart.
Affectionately Yours, Eve
No matter the season feel my love so warm
Love seep into your heart mid summer sun
Upon winter nights thoughts of you swarm
Will miss you when springtime has begun
Spring shower brew in distance mid thunder
When droplets fall I shall miss your pressence
Memories of magnolia tree we stood under
To close my eyes, hold close your essence
No longer can I fathom life without you in it
To my heart I hold your words in soft prayer
Missing you this night, within the garden I sit
I close my eyes wishing you were still here
No matter the season, let love give strength
In time you will return, no matter the length
All My Love...Eve
MY DEAREST EVE (3)
My Dearest Eve,
How I miss those days of sun and happy hours spent in our country walks, of times when we sat and made those daisy-chains and posies of love. When I read your letters, not once but over and over, I gain such warmth from your writes.
I will tell you, there’s a grey mist laying over the sea this morning and a lot of bustle as a flotilla of boats leave for the French coast, taking some of our troops with them. I am sure my turn will be soon and we will be with the rest of the boys up front.
I love you, my dearest girl and use such thoughts to block out the sounds of the sobs which come from some of the lads in our tent at night. We sleep six to a tent and some of the boys look like children, there are nights when I cry for them and, at times, cry with them. I feel so very much older at times, when I see the young, tear-stained faces. It would hurt your soft nature so much to see such tears here.
I am lucky, in that I have your love and feeling my love for you sustains me. I ask that you pray for me and give prayers for the boys here, that Our Lord gives them comfort. I pray, too, that this sorry war be over soon, that I am back at your side.
I write, in honest love to you, my darling,
Forever, with love… Sam.
I wear my thoughts of you in warming style
Such quilted love gives comfort’s company
Do I lay in behind this quiet shield, the while
Alive to you and to Our Lord’s dear sympathy
Should others, in amaze, admire my strength
I tell them, your love is the muscle’s build
Your love is not the hurried stretch of length
It’s a full roundness of soft protective shield
I fear the coming of what fate has in store
To see men in death, the loud cries of pain
What is there for us all, on that foreign shore
I ask for your dear prayers, again… Again
Love is not just enthuse for a heart’s living
It is a joy of take and a sweet joy of giving
My Dearest Sam,
Though I count the days for a post from you, my heart aches for you as I read your words of all the sadness surrounding you there on the coast. I pray my prayers are answered and this war ends soon. The nights are still cool here but the flowers are budding in the garden. I hope the warmer weather bring you some comfort from the dampness.
My heart goes out to you and the young lads you write about. I am afraid they will have to become men rather quickly when faced with the war at the front. So many mother's hearts back home must be holding thoughts of their young sons close and praying to God Almighty to keep them safe.
As I try to go about my day with some normalcy, my thoughts are there with you. I am reminded so many times during the day and especially the nights how much I miss you my love. This war and its intrusion on our lives shall not come between the love we feel for one another. These feelings for you grow stronger everyday.
My love is with you until my arms hold you again. My love, you took with you my heart, it is where it remains until your return. Within I send this fragrance to bring you sweet thoughts of my love.
All My Affections, Eve
Within prayers spoken may you in comfort find
That my love in some way brings you peace
May faith bring you strength to face war unkind
If for one monent from fear may you find release
Love does not cease though distance may confine
To our sweet memories of when we first met
Then you gave me your heart as I gave you mine
Let my love warm you on nights cold and wet
Each new bloom in the garden I count the days
We shared goodbye with such tender embrace
I could tell you that I love you in so many ways
Just remember the last look upon my my face
Finer man I have never known then you my Sam
Let me share with you all I may be, all that I am
Sent With My Love, Eve
MY DEAREST EVE (4)
My dearest Eve,
How I wait so eagerly for your letters, feeling my heart leap when I see your name on them and breathe so deep, to get sense of your sweet perfume. My mind conjures up the fields of daisies, the green of new grass and the heads of buttercups which peeped up from the grass in a shy way.
How I need such memories, my darling girl, to fill up my mind, rather than the rumours of mustard gas and other vile weapons of death we face, on reaching those foreign shores. How I miss you, rather I fill myself with thoughts of you, of our past, rather than dire thoughts of an unknown future.
It is in times as this, when the rush of a day’s orders are laid to rest and we lads can settle to quiet talking and conversations of home and families, times of candles burning and lanterns doused. Such times as this, I can lay and think of our times; we must call them ‘Our Times’, my darling girl. I lay and remember, seeing those glorious fields in natural colours and our shy kisses, stolen when backs were turned.
How I love you with a hunger and drink the wine of memories. I whisper into the dark and pray you hear my words.
I send my sweetest kisses, in love, Sam
For My Darling Eve
THE LIGHT OF LOVE
What sly tongue will capture mind’s attention
Bold rumours, hallways of impending gloom
Those drifts of horror, soft, deceitful mention
Cold doors, which open to a darkened room
Only love, in blazed veracity of sweet light
Is mind’s torch, which floods light to a play
Love beacons a glory, the courageous fight
And stands hard falsity on pedestal’s display
The softened word, in dear comfort’s speech
Write which gives such dear encouragement
Broom’s a hurt from the lie of mind’s reach
Words, which give joy and love’s merriment
Love is no rumour’s play, of whispering cast
It pageant’s a beauty of staged lighting’s last
My Dearest Sam,
How your letters fill my days and evenings as I reread them to feel close to you. Holding them to my heart I pray they never end while you are away. How I long to open the door and see you standing there again with the wildflowers you would gather for me along the way. Now pressed within the pages of Byron, the scent only lingers within my mind.
The dogwood trees are beginning to bloom in oyster colored petals. How I miss the picnics beneath them. I remember so fondly the joy we shared so many lazy Sunday afternoons.
I must block out the darkness you speak of my love, for the fear of it shall overwhelm my thoughts more then I can bear. I am not alone upon my visits to the chapel. Mothers and wives gather in comfort of their loved ones about to embark on the unknown.
Enclosed, a buttercup, pressed to my lips, as I whispered I love you.
Missing you in springtime as the sun sets upon this day. Sending my devotion and love to fill the last thoughts when your day comes to rest. May you hold them close till each morning's light.
Affectionately Yours, Eve
Long once more to feel your hand in mine
Among buttercup fields we walk carefree
Long tresses swept up in silk ribbons fine
As we stroll through emerald covered lea
Both contemplate dark shadows of war
One keeps faith though future is unknown
Showers of April still fall softly as before
Oblivious to the winds of war now sown
Spring flower, our sign of hope and light
May its beauty brings the joy of love true
Stay safe from harm from enemy's might
Sail home to me my love on ocean blue
Hours of the day lose meaning and reason
Heart now tells time by only each season
With All My Love, Eve
MY DEAREST EVE (5)
My Dearest Eve,
How delightful your letters are and how they fire my soul. My mind is on you from my waking till a last candle is snuffed out and sleep brings you closer to me. It is a strange company, that a lover, kept apart and in fear, finds the dark hours of night to be the most comforting.
I have been reading poetry to the boys in my tent each night and it seems to comfort them.
I thank you for your prayers and ask The Lord to watch over you in return. Most of the lads in my unit are quite rough and ready, yet they give me some respect for my learning; while I learn from them, all manner of tricks and of escapades.
It would seem that I am an adopted ‘Father-Figure’ by the youngest boy in out tent. His name is Tim and he has quite an appetite for Shakespeare and it is so strange to hear his high voice pipe up in the night, quoting lines from different Sonnets.
Well, my sweetest love, I must leave you now and do so with love. My dearest Eve, my darling girl; you are my light in these dark days, bless you for your love.
In loving fondness, Sam
LOVE'S SHIELD
Sleep is such comfort’s joy, dream’s delight
The protective blanket of warm safe-keeping
That I see you in contrast to the darker sight
A spirit’s light against dread fear’s creeping
In you are thoughts, which give sweet hold
To sanity’s game, which plays to hard rules
I am rigid, to authority’s rules and not cold
To those close, who find their courage cools
Soon is a time when I forfeit all self-control
When I follow the course of confrontation
A time of the fight and a cursed bell’s toll
I follow harsh orders to a fate’s destination
Your love is the sharp strength of my sword
My shield is the soft joy I get from My Lord
My Dearest Sam,
How anxiously I await your letters my love. They are so dear to me and like a child on Christmas morning hurrying down stairs, I rush to the door whenever the postman stops at our house. Your letters are like a breath of spring as I read of your love for me.
It does not surprise me you have become a father figure. You are so wise beyond your own young years and have such compassion for others. That is one of the reasons I fell in love with you. How wonderful Tim has a yearning for poetry. He could not ask for a finer teacher then you my love.
While sitting in the garden this morning, while looking at the beauty spring brings to my eyes, I have decided to paint. again. It will give me pleasure to capture the beauty surrounding me, here in my favorite place to be and think of you. I feel you the closest there, I close my eyes and thoughts of you rush in.
I send you all my love as another day is setting. As I say good night my heart is so full of love for you. My last words are my prayer for you as I ask God to keep you safe. I love you Sam,
Love and Affection , Eve
For You My Love,
LOVE REMAINS CLOSE
When to distant shores one heart must wonder
This love we now share lets us both endure
It is said in absence hearts shall grow fonder
While you must be there upon foreign shore
Our shared memories in vision and thought
Purple wisteria wanders the trellis of white
Here are feeling happiness your love brought
As brush strokes of nature bring me delight
English garden for lovers awaits your return
Hear once more spoken poetic words I yearn
Idle away time with Keats and Shakespeare
Thoughts of you in my heart I hold so dear
Love whisper your name as I long to be held
Two hearts became one, ever gently meld
All My Love Eve,
DEAREST EVE (6)
My Dearest Eve,
I write as I lay on my bunk, looking out beyond the tent opening at the stars, knowing that you sit and gaze at those same twinkling spotlights. Each twinkle is a kiss I place to your lips. Had I never met you, my mind would be a turmoil of fear but I am so full of sweet love for you.
It would seem, here, we are tested for endurance, we seem to be forever on route-marches and, at pace, digging trenches with sharp spades. The hottest rumour is that we will be leaving tomorrow, though we are given no reason to believe that. In a strange way, I wish it to be true, so we vanquish the enemy and I can return to you. Do you hear that?... Of course you do not, it is the bugle-call for lights-out.
So I write in love and will love you in all times.
With a fondest love, darling Eve,
Forever, Sam.
Each star, in its placing to a darkest placing
Has no hard distance in its twinkled display
For each has words which set a heart racing
In Morse does the flash of starry-code convey
Our love, each beating heart, to satisfaction
That it pleases this feel of sweet sensation
This transfer of night’s write, this interaction
To rise us in form of meet’s high elevation
What comfort for love rides to a night’s sky
So each heart’s eye is stretched to the view
Love is not love should the heart hold deny
Of such feelings when stars write for you
What pleasure is given by God’s heavenly plan
A light of sweet love, for each woman and man
My Dearest Sam,
How I cherish each word I read from your pen. Your sonnets fill my senses and my heart with so much love. I read them so many time I can say recite them by heart.
I too look at the stars and as I gaze southward I think of you looking up. If each twinkle is to be a kiss my love, we shall have enough to fill a lifetime of happiness. How I miss you holding me. How safe and comforting your arms would feel around me this moment.
I am enjoying painting again. I shall go to our spot in the meadow tomorrow and paint the yellow hues of the buttercups. I shall hang it in my room and think of you each time I gaze upon it.
Afterwards I shall stop to see your parents and tell them how you are doing and convey your love to them. How I wish this war and its intrusion on our lives ends soon.
Till then I can only write and tell you I could not love you any more then I do at this very moment. May my prayers be answered and you return to start our life together. God Bless you Sam. I miss you so.
All My Love, Sandy
Affectionately Yours, Eve
Heart chambers full of love from distance
As stars become messengers to our plight
To feel love from afar within each glance
Both looking upward upon heavenly sight
My love wanders the breeze to the coast
Comes to you as a touch upon your cheek
As it comforts you when you miss me most
Let our love be the strength that you seek
When stars sparkle above behold the beauty
Gaze upon for love follows you every where
Proudly answered the call to country's duty
In love and in war all things are not fair
For you my love I shall stay strong somehow
No greater can be this love felt for you now
Sending My Love, Eve
MY DEAREST EVE (7)
My Dearest Eve,
I write this letter to you in total love and affection for you, my darling girl. I will advise you, too, that I write this against a backdrop of rough seas, with my back pressed against my pack, laying along with thousands of young lads, awaiting to embark for France. The scene is rather like a teeming Scout Jamboree, the air alive with high, excited voices and whistles blowing instructions.We expect to be on board a ship soon and I take dear thoughts of love for you on this trip. How my love stirs me, how I fear, yet how I love. I will write as and when I can.
How your letter reminds me of sweeter times, such thoughts give respite against this sea of loneliness I feel at times. It is strange, when there is so much going on here, yet such a dull sense of loneliness.
I am so pleased to hear that the family is safe and well, that, too, my parents are kept informed, for I know they worry so much. You must give them all my love.
For you, is all I have to give, all my dearest affection and all my heart.
With a dearest affection, sweet Eve,
Sam.
Sam.
Might love, in its nature, be emotion’s swell
Which aligns itself to the swell of an ocean
The smooth of rolled surface, in deceitful tell
Yet, beneath the calm, lies a rage of emotion
What turbulence is strong to this lusty bed
Which floors the drifts and dreams of the deep
Yet above the waves is the frightening dread
Those who give up their souls, in God’s keep
Love has the float of a buoyancy’s hoping
It is a hull of prayer which keeps us afloat
We pray this voyage has all of good coping
Brave us the sea, all who sail on love’s boat
The tears of love’s lost are content of an ocean
Yet hope is the ship, which sails with devotion
My Dearest Sam
How I miss you this eve. My thoughts and emotions begin to well as I read your words. The air is still tonight as if it were trying to speak to me. Though I am far from the coast, I can almost hear your voice calling to me among ocean swells. I know of the loneliness you speak of. Although family and friends are constant each day, loneliness visits my heart in silence.
I have not missed anyone as I have you my love. My daily walks are my alone time with you. Sweet memories rush back as I think of you. The buds are now in bloom and fledglings take flight, reminding me of you with their courage not knowing what lie before them. I watch as they to take flight with confidence and faith.
I shall go to chapel in the morn and pray for you and the others who are about to embark with you. As I walk along and hear the peal of the bells their echo on Sunday morn, I think how proud I am of you Sam for serving our country, protecting our freedom. I hold you ever close in my heart till you return to me. I send you all my love and blessings.
As the day is long, I hold you close in thought
Mid nights slumbering dreams I come to you
Within prayers and our faith comfort sought
Through sonnets two lover's words construe
Held in my heart for you, love and adoration
Upon which I draw strength each waking day
Awaiting your return, amid my anticipation
Love be with you till you come home to stay
When early light dawns beyond horizon far
My love be with you no matter where you are
Miss you so, Eve
MY DEAREST EVE (8)
My Dearest Eve,
How I welcome your letters each week, my sweetest girl. How I am indebted to you, for your love and enthusiasm which gives me such buoyancy in this time of turmoil. I will tell you, dearest heart, that I am happy to pass on this strength and happiness to the younger lads who have, for some odd reason, taken it on themselves to treat me as an older brother. My young friend, Tim stays close to me with a strange familiarity, offering to polish my boots and webbing as compensation; mind you, dear heart, I am particular in my dress and much prefer to do my own.
The sea is troublesome, such high and choppy seas, with a flotilla which seems to spread out as far as the eye can see. It is whispered we shall be aboard one of those ships tomorrow. I do hope so, rather I am busy with the fight than languishing here.
Tonight I shall pray for us all and, in those same thoughts, will I express tender love for you. Please, darling Eve, give my fondest regards to all concerned. Tell them I do expect to be home with you all before Christmas.
I send my dearest love to you, my affection, ever yours,
Sam.
For my darling EVE.
NOT ALONE.
We stand, not as an island in a greying sea
Though fear, in its drama, gives no out-reach
I look to a distance, horizon’s drift, endlessly
In hope I find a soul, to fill the lonely breach
In times of troubled conflict does the prayer
Rise in a constant hope from a fearing heart
To join all in the fight, against lone despair
And give a sense of unity, to those far apart
Love is a sweetest bridge, that cross any tide
That we give joy, tough gristle to fear’s bone
Together, we face life’s most roughest ride
All as one and not, to be an island, all alone
No army is in spirit to face truth’s sharp sword
When: against them are warriors of the Lord
Dearest Sam,
Your loving words bring me comfort in the hush of the morn. Day is about to dawn and my thoughts turn to you far away. Reality has awakened as you write of leaving the safety of the coast. Your faith will surely be tested in the coming months my love. Remain steadfast in God's love.
I shall take a stroll with Penny, when I am done writing this correspondence to you my love. I think I shall walk her to the mill pond. Oh how I remember wading in and slipping on a rock. Some how we both got wet But the sun was warm that day so we just laughed. How I miss your smile Sam. To see it again will be the happiest day of my life.
Oh my love, to think of you still away at Christmas when spring has barely begun brings the reality of war and it cruel harshness into so many lives. I dare not complain for you and the lads will feel it greatest. I am grateful I receive these letters. Without them our separation would be almost unbearable.
I see a fine mist falls outside my window this morn . It brings new life to the garden and the quiet times we shared there. My heart sighs with each memory. I hold them dear till your return. I send my love in these words...
Affectionately Yours, Eve
For my sweetest Sam.
KEEP THEE SAFE
Daybreak's silence now broken by soft sighs
Mid thoughts of my love upon distant shore
Rain streaks pane, seen through misty eyes
Sit and ponder missing the man I so adore
Prayers to be said, thoughts of love to cling
When nights may lie heavy upon your chest
Love blooms bright in the flowers of spring
Bring hope to those brave, marching abreast
Hope for brevity for call to country's duty
Upon your return with a victory achieved
Nor warmth of the breeze nor rose's beauty
Can compare to your loving words received
Be uplifted dear Sam, by God's grace this day
Let protection surround you, this I shall pray
MY DEAREST EVE (9)
My Dearest Sam,
How I smiled to see the postman stop today. As I hold this letter in my hand and read you are no longer in our motherland. Now you are asea with your thoughts and faith. How my heart feels for you and the others for what you are about to embark on. This unexpected journey from home for so many young lads never away from home. Draw comfort from them as they do you my love.
I read your sonnets and feel the love within them. A love deep and strong enough to sustain both of us till your return. I shall pray the seas are calm till you reach shore. I shall convey to your loved ones of this news of your departure. I so enjoy my stroll to visit them. They are always pleased to see me. They send their love Sam and I can hear in your mother's voice how she misses you.
The garden is in full bloom and the scent lingers in my mind as I lay at night and thoughts drift to our strolls hand in hand. How I miss your gentle touch. My love journeys with you to France my love. Let it warm you in the chill of the ocean breeze. My love shall remain strong and true. May God be with you.
All My Affections, Eve
LOVE SURROUNDS ME
To gaze at moonlight as thoughts unwind
Held close beneath the rising moon of crest
Mid shadows I search, lovers there to find
Love's heart beat echoes neath my breast
Be strong my love when thoughts engage
Let my love be your strength of endurance
Find faith in words written on Bible 's page
Let God guide you and be your assurance
Tucked away in my heart, there you stay
All these emotions well up and surmount
Carried with me each moment of each day
Thank God for all the blessings to count
To not know where, when we touch again
My love rests upon you, peace lies within
All My Love, Eve
MY DEAREST EVE (10)
My Dearest Eve,
I must tell you, my darling girl, how your letters stir me to fight a good fight; even on this cold and moody hillside where out tents are pitched like a spread of green mole-hills. We are settled in this foreign land, over-looking a small village, though, I fear, the inhabitants are long fled.
I had supposed that we would feel it to be different, coming ashore in a foreign country, far from our homeland; I do not know why I should feel this way, though the nature is the same, the same wind blows in April gusts and that same moon shines at night.
It would seem we are to settle in for a while, before we are moved up to the front lines.
We can hear distant sounds, noises, though whether they be thunder or guns, none of us are sure; though I am sure that some of the young boys pale with each sound.
How I do miss your prettiness, that smile of yours, but it is enough that each time I bring your image to mind, it lights up the darkness of this world around me. You are a sweetest darling and I give you all my love.
In care and with love,
Sam.
IN NIGHT’S CARE.
How unkind is any night to a lonesome soul
That no sweet fancy should starlight the mind
For there is a only darkening, no aspiring goal
To give heightened sense to any future’s kind
In this am I blessed, that I have the face of you
Your smile, a blessed joy, in sweet company
Which is my heart’s lamp and dear love’s view
Through the dark nights allows these eyes to see
It matters little, with each passing day’s trial
What hardships, that gives heart’s worried pace
None may disturb me, I have light of your smile
The sweetest in soothe, your bright darling face
How lucky the man, who has all of heaven’s sway
You light up my night and God light’s up my day.
My Dearest Sam,
How I smiled when I received your post this morning. I could only imagine you upon a ship to France in the absence of your letters. My prayers to bring you back safely to me are constant as I hear news of the war.
I have begun to paint again in the garden. Immersed in the beauty of springtime I can forget for a while the harshness war brings and all you my love now endure.
As I paint the blue of the sky I am reminded of God's love and the peacefulness it instills within me. How I pray our seperation shall not pass the beauty of autumn too.
I have taken note how each day upon my walk to the chapel, there are more and more upon the road on their way to pray. We shall all need to find strength in our faith more and more as time goes by.
On my way home from chapel I stroll through the meadow. There I linger awhile to feel your pressence.
The beauty in the rose garden can not begin to compare to the beauty of the buttercups, for my heart fills with love for you as I sit among them. How I miss you and want you here with me.
I send you my love and I hold you close in my heart.
All My Love, Eve
WORDS OF LOVE
As my love take flight in skies of azure blue
Thoughts wander to you upon distant shore
Brings you this love felt so deeply for you
Sent on winds from this land of misty moor
Within the beauty of each stroke of my brush
I Remember the warmth in your brown eyes
Brings back our laughter mid evening hush
Hearts a flutter like the monarch butterflies
May there be a time love, in each passing day
God can comfort when it becomes too much
Take a moment of peace, then kneel and pray
Find strength within His almighty touch
I have only but these words of love to write
To hold close my love, on loneliest of nights
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