Love from War
On a bright sunny day in July 1969 He sent her words from war It was the first of its kind from the fields of Vietnam Oh how his heart ached for her Wishing he was home with her He ached to feel the touch of her hands To look into those electrifying brown eyes And to let her know how much he longed for her With a sudden yearn beyond the hurts of war He pulled out a pen and paper Pouring his heart out with each ink stain He crafted beautiful words that captured his aches Long and laborious it was For him to pen his every thought But the love he had for her was more Beyond the throbs and strain he felt Each word conveying his heart Painting his soul upon the sheets An epistle of 10 pages he wrote Almost conveying his mood in a single note Now forty eight years after In holy wedlock to his heartthrob With days of combat long gone He sits in peace at the coffee table Skyping leisurely with her In one of his conglomerates in China He couldn't help but utter his relieve I'm glad your eyes I can behold And freely your voice I can attend, on a beautiful summer morn! At 71 they ping daily The love they share only crescendos Not a single day passes without them tweeting And sharing a kiss in real time on skype On holidays they go on trips Taking various love cruises through the globe Their children loves keeping up with them on Instagram And the grandchildren relish in a group chat on Facebook At last he had all he wanted and more All beyond his wildest imaginations by Grace A business and consortium well grown A love and family to hold Even to have them so close, by the magic of a single post! ©heavenly_broadcast #WorldPostDay, #truth, #post,
2018-10-09 17:01:45
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