As I look up at the sky's stars, and dream that you were at home with me instead of being across the seas.
I feel a empty place missing from my heart, and I feel it start to bleed. My children are quiet and praying you are ok, hoping they get to see their father another day.
You always said that you want to fight for your country, and that you are doing. Im missing you every moment, thinking about how its going to be when you come back.
I write letters, and pray you get to right back, I still have the beautiful white roses that you sent me.
I water them everyday and let them get plenty of sunlight. I take care of them like I took care of you when you were hear.
I still have the beautiful white roses that you sent me. They are all in the garden, sitting their beautiful and sparkling.
My dear husband I truly have something to treasure, not only is it the roses, but its our children and you that I have to treasure. I keep you all to myself and near my heart is the place thats fair.
