4am not married. This poem is dedicated for those soldiers (as well as
their families and wives) who have left at a very young age. Marla Mae
Dear Chad,
I want to thank you for fighting this battle,
A battle I don't ever want to fight.
You gave your life,
To end our strife.
I still wonder why you had to go.
Not old enough to drink,
Although you wouldn't have anyway,
You're too young to be gone from me.
We got married just before you left,
Will I be a widow or will you come back?
I love you a lot and that's why we wed,
But what if the war is too much in the end?
When you come back will you tell me it's okay,
That the war is done and you're here with me?
When I promised ".Till death do us part."
I didn't think death to part us so soon.
Don't let it be so,
Don't ever let go.
Hold on to this letter,
Because I love you so.
Here at home life goes on.
I think of you always and in my thoughts you're here at home.
I know it will take some time for your letter to come back,
But I'm sending a stamp to you,
So don't worry about that.
I love you, I love you,
Please come home soon!
I love you, I love you,
Don't give up hope,
Ever.