The three months I knew you were
Like an eternity.
We were going to be one,
It was a certainty.
After one more month I would
Have been in your arms, sure.
I did not know duty calls
You to a distant shore.
But that is a deeper call.
Go, serve the motherland.
You have to do things nobler
Than caressing my hand.
Go, my soldier, go, good bye,
I’ll wait till you come back.
I may be far from you, but,
My love you will not lack.
Think of me and cool breeze will
Softly whisper to you
Carrying my love tidings
Across the oceans blue.
Go, my soldier, don’t look back,
Yours not to steal a glance.
May He be ever with you
In war’s unholy dance.
Hasta luego, soldier,
His grace you may not lack.
He will protect you, sweetheart,
And bring you safely back!
* Written in abcb 7-6-7-6 format
* Awarded First Prize in "ANY and ALL WRITING CONTEST item 709556, now invalid" and "The Language Fun Contest!, by Loraine Mer, item1087650, now invalid"
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