A Golden Moon

Darling, I have to go to war,
But I’ll be back real soon.
So before I go away,
Stand under a golden moon.

Promise you will wait for me
As I will wait for you.
Think of me each time you see
That beautiful golden moon.

But fate had another way
Tonight, there is no moon.
Here I am a dying man
So I’ll be home real soon.
					
Now I’m coming home to you
Where we can be alone.
Lay some flowers on my grave
Under the golden moon.

One day you will join me
I pray it can be soon.
When once again we’ll be as one
Under that golden moon.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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April 2, 2023 at 3:40 PM
Much respect for those who serve! To me this poem is sad, yet realistic. It happens and has happened too many times. Have a blessed day, Robert
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