by emily manica Feb 10, 2005
category :
Life, society /
patriotism
To the love of my life who was sent to a far away shore to fight for the freedom that is mine that is yours. baby i miss you with all my might even though its hard to live without you i hang in there tight. i try to be strong so you can be proud and when you come down you wont have to bow. day0s and nights i sit by the phone waiting for that call when you say baby I'm coming home. until that day i pray the lord to guide you and keep you strong. i will wait for you night and day so when you come home baby hopefully you'll stay |
by Noelle k.
good poem. I hope that your loved one comes home safe and soon. god bless him. |