From The Wife of aSolder
 
Dedicated who anyone whot has a family member who is or ever has served in a war.
Tears stream down my cheeks, because I haven't talked to you in weeks and everything around me screams
"He's not coming back"
No...I know your not coming back.
But I cannot kill this  hope that lives within my soul.
Ohhh...how I loved you so! So I'll wait for you...I'll wait.
Because while everything else around me screams
"He's not coming back"
"He's NOT coming back"
Something else in me whispers "He'll be home soon"  And thats enough to keep me hanging on forever.
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