HOME… a short tale

Drip, drip, drip… “Honey, I think it’s still raining outside.  It seems like a good morning to stay snuggled up under the sheets and blanket.  It’s getting colder!”  Drip, drip, drip…  “I expect our sweet children will be bounding in here at any time taking flight to jump onto the bed and on top of us…”  Drip, drip, drip…

“Is that thunder I keep hearing?  It seems like it’s been going on forever!”  Drip, drip, drip…  “I’m sorry!  What did you say?  Everything seems muffled.  I must be coming down with something.”  Drip, drip, drip…

“Whew!  Why is it getting so cold?”  Drip, drip, drip…  “Whoa!  What the heck is that?  Holy smokes that’s got to be the brightest light I’ve ever seen!   Honey!  Honey, do you see this?  Honey?”   Drip, drip, drip…

“Sargent!  We can’t stop the bleeding.  He’s been hit too many times.”  Drip, drip, drip…  “He’s been mumbling the whole time since I got here.    I think he’s dreaming.  I can’t make out what he’s saying, and I swear it looks like he’s smiling.  Oh no!  I can’t find his pulse.”  Drip…

“Okay!  Mark the time of death and hand me his dog tags.  I think he had a family back home.  He was one of the brave ones.  God’s speed, soldier! Now, we need to get out of here.”

War, Reenactment, Battle, Soldiers

SOMEDAY…

Fawn and White Short-coated Medium-sized Dog Between People in Brown Uniform
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Someday, when I get home
I’ll kiss your lips with unbridled passion

Someday, when I get home
I’ll hold you close and feel your warmth

Someday, when I get home
I’ll whisper, “I love you” into your ear

Someday, when I get home
We’ll take long walks and hold each other’s hands

Someday, when I get home
We’ll fall asleep while watching the stars

Someday, when I get home
You’ll wake to see my smile

Someday, when I get home
We’ll plan our life and our future

Someday, if I get home
I promise I’ll never leave you again

Someday…

THE EMPTY ROOM… a poem

Salon, Space, Room, Interior, Style, Lost Places
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Once, there was laughter and tears

Here in this now abandoned room

Memories of a life filled with love

But now it resembles a tomb

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Worn down with neglect and broken hearts

Like the paint peeling off the walls

Emptiness fills the voids within

Just as it fills these halls

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He made a promise that he would come back

Then one fateful day came the letter

And the love of her life was gone in a flash

As she crumpled inside like a sweater

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Little by little her heart found strength

In the need of her sweet children’s eyes

Alas, she moved on from the bitterest song

And let go – with farewells and goodbyes