• 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.....
    alone. crying