An unrestful sleep
leaves me awakened
thinking of you
across the night,
hoping your thoughts
are of me.
Knowing where you are,
that you cannot come home
is unbearable for me,
my tears flowing,
my heart fearing
you will not return.
My arms aching
as I watch the late news,
the rubble around you
as flashes of bombs
run my blood cold
and heighten my fears.
I mourn the dead
as you do,
looking deeply into my own soul
for answers I cannot find,
and I beg for you nightly.
Do they not know
that I need you more,
your child within me
grows without you,
and life is intolerable
for me alone.
Please come home to me,
remember to keep low
and place your feet carefully
as you carry proudly
your head high
as only our soldiers would.
God be with you,
my Darling,
and remember that my heart
is only yours,
think of me when you can,
for my every thought is of you.
I send to you
my love and kisses,
my heart and prayers,
for your safe return to me.

Oh my.. this is quite lovely!!! I was watching Army Wives last night(had it recorded) and there was this woman... who had an older son and was PG with another baby.. and she lost her husband in the war.. They had made her move out..and it is was just the saddest thing.. worst of all is that women all over the country are having to deal with this everyday... and to have to pick up and leave the last home you shared with the man you love.. is such a horrible thing.. but the most horrible is an unborn child.. never knowing their own father... and never will they have the chance.. your words peirced my soul.. as I was almost one of those women. Thank you for entering Grams... you certainly tore at my heartstrings with this one.










Hugs, Patricia
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