The Lonely Soldier - For Remembrance Day Even If Late

He has no grave In the fields he lies Unburied, in the fury of battle He leaves behind his love A love letter in his breast pocket All to be added to the dust There is no cross to mark his passing Only a memory to hold upon ones sadness He is a lost soldier A year has passed, his family mourns His lover sits at the window waiting A bullet kills you now A wounded heart takes years to die So quietly she both hopes and withers A poppy in her hair, marks her despair Armies march and armies fall Battles won and lost as young men die Endless is the death that pervades these lands As the lonely soldier fades into history His loved ones left to hold a ghostly flag His lover never left her window She never lost the hope within Scared by the wounds of war she was She carried on, yet her life was grim Fifty years later, to this day We all stop in silence to honor the past A new building constructed far away As they dug the soil that gave way To a secret of the past The lonely soldier but a skeleton With a paper close to his heart A love letter they did uncover Postage due for sure His tags and cross they enclosed With words of love from long ago So on a warm summer’s day, by her window She saw the postman approach her house With a faded parchment from the past Words that would make her heart beat fast Years upon years she had hoped Now the answer was sadly clear She whispered softly… My lonely soldier died that day His letter is now here to stay To keep me warm until the end Knowing his loved never waned….. I love you dear I hope you know One day I will whisper this close For now I fight to free the world So that I may be with you Remember me, if I should fall That no matter where by bones may lay My heart is with you always Note: Late for Nov 11 as I had the flu, but better late than never