Letters From Someone You Loved
Dearest love,
I hope this message finds you well,
I only hope I don't die
before I find my way to you
in this letter form I must lye.
Bombs are my goodnight hug
and riffle shot my lullaby;
deaths my goodnight kiss
and war scenes my dreams high.
It's funny how I live in monotony
yet they say expect the unsuspected
as gun shots whiz by
we know, our lives by death have been accepted.
Boys cry for mommy
as their lives bleed away
and it seems the ink I write you in
is their blood after each day.
My love I hope soon to return
to once again be with you my beloved
and hope you can still find me as you look in my eyes
and recognize me as someone you once loved.
Copyright © Rhia Madison Thomer | Year Posted 2009
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