My Dearest Flower

A soldier writes home to his beloved wife Whenever I think of the loved we share My heart beats so fast it is hard to breathe Love is the one thing this anguish to relieve I know soldiers aren’t supposed to care This conception just isn’t fair In this thought love is there In the distance the trumpet blares I remember all the roses and the wine The dream is still so alive Toward our future I will strive I carry each day the joy of us These memories shall live with me Love that means so very much Salutations from your Daddy Bee