Pale moonlight shone
through curtains hung with care
and the flicker of a single candle
faded in and out of her auburn hair
his breath they could see
with the coldness of the room
nestled under her mothers quilt
their love in full bloom
the last time it was then
he would hold her so close
circled within the arms of his protection
never to let her go
with eyelashes she laid
butterfly kisses on his chest
and the feel of her hair, wrapped in his fingers
made eternity a never rest
kissing her once, then twice
on the forehead with care
her face cradled in his palms
forever he would remember her there
his soldier's story
so much like many others
leaving his love behind, his wife
his daughter's mother
when the morning sunlight then
peeked as it did through the trees
her heart ached with a fear
as he readied to leave
standing on the second step
of the porch of their house
tears for him he watched drop
on his little wife's blouse
one more time just for him
he held her sweet cheeks
kissing her nose then her eyelids,
with one more tight squeeze
"have no fear my sweet love.."
he whispered with a grin
"we've been together forever
and we will be again..:
he promised her that
he'd return again soon, of course
for he felt sure he had left
one in her womb to bring forth
then saddling his horse
he took great care
dragging his time out
not wanting to leave her there
and swinging up he put
himself in the seat
securing everything down
then her eyes he did meet
"Until Forever" he whispered
"right here I'll be
have no fear my dear angel
i'll be right beside you, when you need me"
"I Love You,.."
she did squeak
through her crying and pain
"your my true love and best friend
I'll be a waitin' for you to come home again.."
rode off then did he
with a little nitch to his horse
following that old dirt road
their souls belonging to its dust....
Author notes
WRITEN AS A STORY IN HONOR OF NOT ONLY THE SOLDIERS OF THE CIVIL WAR, BUT THEIR FAMILIES AS WELL, FOR ALL THE PAIN AND HEARTACHE THAT SURROUNDED THEIR LIVES.
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I live in a pre-civil war farm house, the house down yonder was used as a hospital during the war. I often think of the Johnnys and even sometimes you can here them calling .. or walking in the dark dark Southampton night. I loved this.
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I am so anxious to talk to you and hear your stories! I would give anything to live there in that house where you live, just to feel the (my) soul...I want to live in Chickamauga, I have some history there...but you are in the center, and such a wonderful house, what a dream...yet at the same time, so heavy....THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR FINDING ME! LOVE AND LIGHT, DIXIE
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Woah
This is amazing, you have placed a very deep meaning into this poem...amazing. Your descriptions (imagery) is very good as well. Nice one.
Liza x
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THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Its was a story I have stuck in my head and I was trying to get it out, I was afraid it didn't come off to well, so, you just made my day!!
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