tears slip, unnoticed,
from her eyes as she sleeps
the spirit beside her,
tries touching her cheek

She wakes with a feeling
of having been watched in the night
but doesnt feel threatened,
it all seems alright

he left before dawn
a whole year ago
she kissed his sweet face
where no beard would ever grow.

from birth to this day
he was trusted and loved
guess his time had come up
from the  heavens above.

walking into his room,
she sits on his bed
how could this have happened
her son, her child, her soldier was dead

and his words to me so simple
a smile behind the phrase
i pray the time is ending
war there numbered by days

i read the words over
finding meaning in those not said
how right i feel here, while he
chasing nightmares,bombs over his head

i sit by the window thinking
there are storm clouds still ahead
i pray for those still living,
carrying on for the dead

so i will keep on sending, my
thoughts, and prayers, and tidbits
while he takes the brunt of war, from
a country of nitwits.

As summer turns to fall,
the colors fade to grey
your memory still lingers
whispering, what do you say?

the face staring at me
from the mirror in your room
reflects the times you smiled
reflects your inner gloom

pain set us apart
started you on your drifting
I, watching, waiting,
breath held
was your mood lifting?

longing to talk to you
bout those times, oh how they
flew by
but sensing your disinterest
by your very loud sigh

turning away from that mirror
I lost sight of your soul
saving my own love, life,
became my biggest goal.

wandering now through those corridors
seeing the doors I never chose
never too late for me, love
I have grown, opened like a rose.