Anger (A piece made of two poems)

My Faithful Wife

I left her at the door with a hug and a kiss;
My silhouetted wife in the doorway shrinking as I left.

"I will wait for you." was my bulwark,
Her love my closest friend.

As I fought my war,
our letters shot back and forth,
Fortifying our bond against the cold distance;

And always inherent in her letters,
"I will wait for you." and the continued affirmation of her love for me.

Her love was always there, giving me the strength and courage to do the difficult.

My angel,
My friend,
My wife.


My Lost Love

A great war ahead of me,
And she knew she couldn't stay.

The day I had to ship out,
She wished well and walked away.

Immersed in the trials of war,
I look often to the horizon.

Longing for the girl I love,
For strength and courage with these trials and

A home to give this weary heart,
When finally through with this war;

But the only answer the empty offers is:

"She's gone"
"No Love"
"Nevermore"