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Beloved bids farewell to the lover called to the battlefield. |
| HASTA LUEGO I knew you for but three months That were eternity. We were going to be one, That was a certainty. I would have been in your arms Just after a month more. But then your duty called you To a far, distant shore. That call is deeper than love’s; Go, serve the motherland. You have to do nobler things 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 battle’s jungle 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" M C Gupta 29 June 2003 |