Young love blossomed in the spring.
To two hearts fresh with room to fill.
He loved her.
He put flowers in her hair.
but the softness of the petals
were nothing to compare.
to the ringlets of dark romance
framing her face.
With woven baby’s breath
he asked her for her hand.
Bound together
in eternal love to last.
He said “you’re perfect.
As night and day are dueling dawns.
Together forever in love as pure as Eve.”
“I love thee love.
I love thy pretty face.
Thy graceful kiss
in our home, our heaven on earth.”
The notice came.
Her love was leaving home.
The guns rattled in the east.
Patriotism called.
Just before the docks were emptied.
Wiping the tears from her sodden face.
He said:
Doth thou cry for me?
I’ll but be gone a while.
I’ll write my love
my purest love.
As I long for you
my sweet.
When the blood doth splatter
and the trenches fill with tears.
And the bullets pierce my companions, my own
body
I’ll still have with me here.
You’re love I always treasure in my heart.
The months passed slowly.
By the week the letters came.
Each one stained with tears
and blood.
Their love so purely claimed.
Walking to the mailbox
with her newest letter yet.
The joy she felt was all so great.
This news he had to hear.
But instead the mail had come
and a letter plagued the box.
Her love was gone, his heart shattered
by a bullet, torn apart.
She fell in a heap
a sharp pain growing inside.
she felt the bullet in his heart.
She heard a voice.
“Doth thou cry for me?
I’ll but be gone a while.
I’ll hold you my love
in your times of need
As I long for you
my sweet.
When the tears doth flow upon thy face
I shall always be drying thy sorrow.
I’m never far away, I’m always with you love.
You’ll still have me here.
You’re love I’ll always treasure in my heart.”
And gone was her lover.
She cried out:
Come back my love!
Dear God don’t say you’re gone!
Without your love my heart doth break.
Even your dueling dawns carry a chill.
Ever letter I will cherish.
Every memory hold dear.
My deepest sorrow rest
in my letter sent too late
For you never got to hear.
How your son would love you too.”