The Last Letter
The Last Letter
Death faced with defiant scowl
Clutching her last letter tight
Fierce fighter let out a howl
Gave up the ghost in this fight
Last image was her blonde hair
Short blue dress fit her well
How he asked her out on a dare
thinking to get shot all to hell
Then she accepted and gave a kiss
O' just to gently touch her hand
Her everything he was sure to miss
as he died in this distant land
Sure that his love would not know
Life had rewarded him with her love
Leaving her was the greatest blow
Yet Hope promised seeing her above
The brave soldier breathed his last
earth melted into a distant shape
She the great treasure of his past
from her love he wanted no escape
Death faced with defiant scowl
Clutching her last letter tight
Fierce fighter let out a howl
Gave up the ghost in this fight
Robert J. Lindley, 03-17-2015
|