By the Candle's Light
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Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust
next to a uniform lined with medals
She watched him shine them, he'd make such a fuss,
so thankful he'd returned from the battles
Eyes closed, giggling as she's swept in his arms
she knows they'll be happy a good long while
Him not being short on good looks or charms
She knows at her end she'll still wear a smile.....
The war years seemed like only yesterday;
he looks at the coat and tarnished medal
Eyes closed, here she's laid many a birthday;
he could never help her fight this battle
A faint smile pon her lips; he understands
...so many years he's prayed for just a spark
He sat and kissed her quickly cooling hands
The candle sputtered, spent, and all was dark
04/14/2018
Copyright © Fj Thomas | Year Posted 2018
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