The War Wife
They said that it would never come,
This war of hate, and not for some.
A sleepy hamlet, far from all,
But now it’s happened, god helps us all.
It’s not a year since they were wed,
But now he’s gone, she hopes not dead.
They are in love, for his touch she yearns,
A tight embrace, the longing burns.
The closeness only they can share,
You can see the magic in the air.
A knock then comes upon the door,
As her mind’s brought back to this wretched war.
Her heart now breaking, and is hoping no –
She had pleaded with him not to go.
Is that all to this that makes up life?
When all she wanted was to be his wife.
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