Shadow Of Life

I stand, alone in the never ending rains
facing life without her warmth beside me
missing the sound of her whispers
that once trembled into my ears

I picture her in my mind, her shadow against the wall
missing her needing her more each day;
thoughts of her keeping me alive, I must survive
in these jungles of a distant land.

Her letters I hold near my heart;
her words fill my soul with love
reminding me, keeping me alert,
thinking of the day we shall embrace once again
when Nam will be a thing of the past.

Future dreams will turn to reality
For now I must protect her from the horrors of war
so she and others will remain free
each passing day her shadow walks with me
guiding me one step closer to the green, green grass of home

©Charles Preston
2001 Updated 2002