She hid her face in her fragile hands,
Crying at what he did to her heart,
They'd promised never to stay apart,
But he had gone to faraway lands,
She did not know when he would return,
Memories of him flooded her mind,
Their intimate lives were intertwined,
For his well being, her heart did yearn,
Would he die out there or come back safe?
Being a soldier was not easy,
Without him near her, she felt queasy,
Like an orphaned child or a lone waif,
She held her feeble heart in her hands,
Her ebony hair flying around,
She wished he would come back safe and sound,
Her grief felt deep by her flying strands.
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