THOSE WHO GO, AND THOSE WHO WAIT
This poem is dedicated to Military Wife, and all those others with loved one’s serving abroad; whose emotions can beonly too well imagined. Those who will go to war, will do their deeds in the service of Mars; buoyed by the love of the comrade that only the warrior knows. Those who stay behind, will wait; there in their fragile bubble of hope; that might at a breath be sundered; but what is to do but hope? That merry laugh, heard just now, from the man in the check-out line; wounds the souls of... Sign in to see full entry.