The Last Letter

The Last Letter Death faced with defiant scowl Clutching her last letter tight Fierce fighter let out a howl Gave up the ghost in this fight Last image was her blonde hair Short blue dress fit her well How he asked her out on a dare thinking to get shot all to hell Then she accepted and gave a kiss O' just to gently touch her hand Her everything he was sure to miss as he died in this distant land Sure that his love would not know Life had rewarded him with her love Leaving her was the greatest blow Yet Hope promised seeing her above The brave soldier breathed his last earth melted into a distant shape She the great treasure of his past from her love he wanted no escape Death faced with defiant scowl Clutching her last letter tight Fierce fighter let out a howl Gave up the ghost in this fight Robert J. Lindley, 03-17-2015