A soldier's life is decided by men behind desks. He is not alone but often lonely. |
To My love in Uniform Wherever you are sent; unknown roads, flying above clouds, tossed on dangerous seas. I pray letters of love lift you high to touch part of me. When we are together, skies are deeper blue, flower petals velvet soft, each color, a vivid hue. We weave a tapestry of love. You, a golden sun in my sky, silver moon lighting my path, the soft grass I daydream on. I hear your voice in my heart, dreams begin, embrace you. If you must leave home first, Half my heart goes with you. I will lose the joy you give. A single beat will be heard. I need two beats to truly live. Wait for me, my love, in your peaceful dreams. I believe entwined hearts will gain my access to eternity's healing door. By Kathie Stehr |