I watch the bus leave you are in our uniform for the army,
I choke back a sob
you are going to a mob.
I look around and what to I see?
A five year old boy hugging his mother
and the same with the brother,
their father has left to go to war,
I just want to scream "no more!!"
I sigh and go inside, alone,
The next day my phone,
is ringing shrilly
I answer and the person says " I am sorry, but your husband is dead."
I muffle a sob and drop the phone.
How can this be?
we were just married by the sea!
But now you are gone!
I am all alone.....
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